It's kind of a student hangout, but that's mostly because the food is good, and cheap."I told her that yes, I like Thai food, so we set a time to meet...at her place, and hung up so she could make her last class. I picked up another change request, and opened the folder for that customer. Another simple change for me, but most of my customers had learned the hard way that they shouldn't try to cut corners and change things themselves. This one, for instance, had checked out the difference between. . but she was beginning to think she might be!She'd never experienced the kind of attention from boys that she was now garnering from the upperclassmen at her new school. There were a couple boys in particular that always seemed to be by the front door when she came into the building, and coincidentally were always walking the same way as she was to get to class.She'd managed to work into conversation several times that she had a boyfriend, and they had acted disappointed to hear that at first.. A lot of my early recollections were at school either bearing witness to a classroom spanking or me being on the receiving end.But it was the 1970s and the slipper still ruled the classroom.It was a giddy unexplainable excitement I felt when seeing another pupil being beaten...the sounds the reactions as I sat there watching with eyes bulging getting hot and bothered as the spanks came thick and fast!Obviously I wasn't at the time aware of my kink and a trip to the headmaster still had me. I liked her right away. Maybe her bottle-brunette hair color and straight loose ponytail were a little bland, and she was wearing lipstick that was too bright for her pale white face. But that just made it easier to picture myself having fun. We made a plan to meet at the mall that weekend.We met in front of the food court. Megan was just throwing away a Mrs. Field's cookie bag when we locked eyes. I walked to her and gave her a quick, friendly hug. Then I pulled back and used my thumb to.