She was not a bad girl by any means, and her reverent love for God and the Church was unparalleled.When she returned for her second year she found her...elf in another wing of the school, at the so-called Humilitas House, with an entirely new group of girls. She soon learned that she had been skipped a grade and would this year be sharing a class with the seventeen- and eighteen-year-olds. The bullying amongst the older girls was not as constant as it had been the previous year, but in some ways. ‘Huh? I mean, if you didn’t know I was home why are you calling here?’ ‘No, I knew you were…’ I had a feeling this was not the way to go about this conversation. ‘I called your work. They said you were off.’ ‘Yeah, right.’ I waited. Liam just breathed into the phone. Okay, try again. ‘Why aren’t you at work?’ ‘Oh, yeah, cause Bambi and me were supposed to go skiing for a long weekend at Boyne.’ A long weekend? Christ, it was only Tuesday. Still it sounded promising. If he was 300 miles away,. They would be at church too.We all arrived and hugs and kisses were shared with congratulations and best wishes. I found myself so excited with the warm welcome I received from Edward’s parents, I found myself wiggling and squirming all through the service. That is, until Edward leaned to my ear and told me to behave and sit properly. And then leaned to me again to say, “After we meet with the minister, I think we need to go back to my place for a while; someone has earned herself a spanking. During that process, I browsed an advertisement portal where I posted my details out of curiosity with pictures and contact details. One fine day, when I was leaving to office in the morning hours I got a call from a lady. She had a beautiful voice and introduced herself as Nisha (Real name). At first, I thought it is a fake call and wanted to ignore. Somehow she managed to convince me that she was a real house wife, aged 27 and was hungry for sex.She told me the source from where she got my.