Inside the study Paul was really suffering as the Abbot's hand made hard contact with his bottom again and again.The Abbot was smiling,he liked nothin... more than administering to errant students at St.Anselm's .He enjoyed scolding them and then placing a young lady over his knee or a young man over his desk. He felt his penis throb in rhythm to his hand falling on Paul's bare bottom.Finally the spanking ended and Paul found himself over the Abbot's desk.The cane was produced and Paul suffered. “I wasn’t mad this morning, sis, I was just ... disappointed.”“Disappointed?”It was the first thing I’d said since I started crying, and my voice had a slight croak to it.“I mean, I know you try, but it’s sort of a fantasy of mine, to be woken up by someone stroking my cock...”Fantasy. My brother’s fantasy. Stroke, stroke. Stroking his cock.“I was just disappointed, because ... well, in the fantasy, the girl is always wearing lingerie. You know, a sexy bra, black lacy panties.”Without even. The usual stores until we took a left down a hall that didnt have alot of people. We kept getting weird stairs and comments where being whispered as we walked down the hall. Shit, They act like theyve never seen a goth girl before. Liz said as she spat on the floor. Fuck em. I said like it was nothing. We walked a little more until we stopped in front of a store with a black sign that said Fools Mansion in blood red calligraphy. Theyre where red Tripp pants and a purple corset in the front of. Eileen's mother was a very good friend with Bill's mother too.I found out that Eileen was six months younger than I was. She was an only child, and, according to Bill, her parents let her get away with almost anything she wanted to do. Bill had seen her smoking a cigarette in front of both her parents, and she took sips of her father's beers sometimes as well. Up until this time in our lives, Bill and I hadn't done anything as grown up as either of those two things. We both had tried chewing.