Literally everybody in the village was in favor of "teaching those damned Comanches a lesson." Our normal war chief was down with an illness he caught...during the winter, and few people expected him to survive. The result was that I was elected to be the war chief for our punitive raid since my skill and luck were unblemished. Uh-oh, I knew that meant that I was in trouble. However, Dove pushed the hardest, and my other wives went along, so I had to accept the job of leading the raid.The first. That was the last time she paddled me!!! I am proud to say…I learned my lesson, at least for the rest of that year. lol Since then, I have had a serious crush on Mrs Fields and Miss Jakes. As I got older, I used to masturbate frequently thinking about them. I have had dreams of them spanking me and then fucking me. They were both such beautiful women. I was paddled by a lot of teachers but they are the only one’s that I fantasize about. If I had a chance, I would let either of them spank me to. Two out of thousands will qualify, but they must already be friends, when applying. Blah, blah, blah..." This would make a perfect sabbatical, dude!" continued Kelso.Jason said, "It's probably bullshit, some frat prank. Why would they advertise?"Kelso came back, "Wait. It could be legit. This is Berkeley. What if they only advertise at hip colleges? They didn't say they were looking for the highest IQs, just smart friends! I'll bet they want us to impersonate them! We could do that... and still. Some couples. Mostly men on their own. Not one single female. It was about half full, Max gauged as he relaxed into his seat. Martine had gone first and had only just spotted a man in the row and stopped to sit down leaving a vacant seat between them. She clung to Maxes arm and he put his hand on her arm to re-assure her. Almost immediately music started up and the red curtains at the back of the room parted and two women appeared. They were naked but for G-strings. One was small, petite,.