Na een paar uur in mijn blootje op de wc gezeten te hebben komt er iemand binnen lopen het is agnes. In eerste instantie heeft ze niet door dat ik er ...it. Ze trekt haar kleren uit en pakt een paar dingen uit haar tas een grote pot vaseline en een rupperen vuist. Ik kijk verbaast en bang weg. Ik hoor een harde kreun en kijk op ze vouwd die rubberenvuist gewoon in een haal in haar kut. Ik houd het niet meer en begin te kotsen. Agnes kijkt om en schrikt er van. Ze maakt mij los en zegt me dat ik. I dropped the sponge and spread his ass cheeks with my fingers, so that with my head turned sideways, my tongue could get in there. Good thing I had already cleaned that spot; when he makes me tongue him before I wash him there, I always have to throw up.He moaned a little bit and then turned around to face me, taking his cock in his hand and using it to slap my face. I picked up the sponge, soaped it again and began to work on his groin, washing each ball separately and then the cock, jerking. I was late to my first class and got paddles, and then I got the cane because I didn’t put my panties back on.”“Well, you are still going to receive five stripes from the buggy whip.” Mr. Jones said. “Tonight, you will probably be sleeping on your stomach.”Melissa was at one end, so at first she heard the other two girls yell out as the whip hit their poor bare bottoms. When it was Melissa’s turn, it really hurt since it was on top of her other spankings. It stung so much that she stood up. I was sorry for the boys but I was helpless to change things. What could I do to prove otherwise - pull my pants down? I'd never hidden that I was a boy when I had all my boys' parts and even after that accident and the surgery I was sure I was rather androgynous than girly. There were only two places when I was more girl than a boy and in both cases it was behind closed doors. That's dance and cheer practices. Even at the pep rally when other girls presented.