We met at the little grocery store. We got to talking, and he lamented that he wasn't getting any, while I complained about the same thing. I think it...hit us both at the same time. We both had the same problem, and we could both solve it together.Working in the town meant he'd had to learn to pace himself. A lot of guys get it with the women who visit (just like the guys get it on with the female workers). We had a very nice evening, getting to know each other, and even woke up at least once in. At least, Stan didn't.Denise found that she was thinking more and more about the way Stan held his chin in his hand sometimes, or his strange habit of whistling some unknown tune, often out of key, when he was thinking. Her own past relationships made her reluctant to consider anything closer, however.On the plus side, Stan had ventured out of his depression and his colleagues were profoundly grateful. Elizabeth, in particular, was pleased to see her surrogate son looking and acting happier. There was also a caning table where students bent over and grabbed the sides of the table and hung on as they were caned. So whilst the two girls spanked the men together, they took it in turns to give the cane. Each man had to watch the other man being caned. Today was the fifth occasion. Emma and Debra wore their short-sleeved gingham dresses with bare legs. The men wore their school clothes, long-sleeved shirts and jeans. The girls watched as the two teachers removed their trousers and. Dana Lee continued to play and do tricks in the pool. As Amy finished applying the sun block to Alyson’s back, she handed the bottle back to her and said, ‘Here. Do me.’ Puzzled, Alyson said, ‘Why?’ ‘Just do me. We’ve been out here four hours. We’ve got the rest of the summer for me to turn black.’ ‘Black like Rashawne?’ ‘Shit,’ Amy said as she rolled her eyes and lay face down on the lounger along the side of the pool. ‘He’s so fucking fine, but he thinks I’m just this dumb little blonde.