My tummy flip-flopping as we went. The way he kept glancing at me, caused thousands of butterflies to flutter in the pit of my stomach, which in turn ...ade my pussy drool, soaking my panties, till I could feel my juices running down my legs. I could barely catch my breath, my heart was beating so fast, I thought it would burst out of my chest. My pulse rate could clearly be seen in my throat, and Jay could see this.Looking at me, one of his open hands brushed up and down the front of his pants,. I got the usual messages and no one really seemed interesting. One day a new message appeared. The man seemed normal, intelligent and a bit reserved. I found myself answering him and we starting exchanging email. Over the next few weeks we opened up to each other about everything – our lives, our desires, our dreams. Before we knew it we had started chatting on the phone, all during the day since he was married as well. We also found ourselves very attracted to one another. Sure we had. Not right away, mind you, but made me wait until the next Sunday afternoon this was Thursday, I had no privileges for one month but had a similar caning every week instead. It was the waiting that was hard to take. While she has a nap I wash up, dry and pack away the lunch things and then I am allowed to go to the toilet, then I have to strip and shower with cold water, dry myself. I return to my bedroom and pour cheap scent and deodorant all over my body, after which I heavily make up my face,. She turns to look at him, wondering about it, but Mike says blushing, "No, you can't look at me. Look at the floor." As Julie is about to say something she feels a stinging sensation on her right cheek."Ow, that hurt!" Of course it hurt. It was supposed to. Be quiet. Naughty girls are not allowed to talk."Julie tries to rub her bottom. She is starting to feel a tingling sensation on her cheek and finds that she kind of likes it."Can I get up now please sweetie" Julie says a little embarrassed.