While the band stayed on the bus, we noticed all the Mardi Gras beads hanging in the trees. Right next to our bus was a small crepe myrtle tree with a...number of beads just out of reach (about 8 feet in the air). One of the chaperones asked the band director to get some beads. Well he just stepped off that bus, grabbed that tree and leaned backwards. That trunk bent easily so the beads were dangling in easy reach. The band director stood there holding the trunk bent, while half a dozen. Findly coming homeI sat Kat down and told her what Tammy wanted we have been throw alot it took me a while to be OK with her fucking women without me, sometimes at high risk but, this was a whole other thing here can we do this without our own k**s finding out plus other many things that could cause troble. Kat stood and came to me and putting her arms around me says she thinks it would be great but only if I wanted to she loves me and trust me to act as to keep our lives all safe. The next. I was no longer Patrick O'Donnell. I didn't look like him, feel like him, hell, I didn't even think like him any more. All I had left of who I had been were some memories that belonged to neither of us.I was Patricia Johnson. My future was not preordained; I could change whatever I liked. Hell, I had been doing that since I first woke up in her body, as Einstein had been doing with my previous body. I could only pray I was doing as good a job with my second chance as Einstein was with his.We. Her mound rested just above the Headmistress' bare thigh.Raquel gasped as the woman drew the tip of the riding crop down the middle of her back, and down the divide of her buttocks, the same trail her knuckle had just made. "What would your classmates think if they saw you in the shower with red marks on your bottom, Raquel?" Umm... I-" Silence now." The Headmistress followed the command with a swift strike of her open hand, forcefully on the center of Raquel's right buttock. The girl yelped.