She was still u*********s and I tried to wake her but she was out of it. Then my teacher came walking in and said, you are awake at last slut, it is a...out time. Then he grabbed me and took me up to his room and layed me down on my front and tied my arms and legs to each corner of his bed and he started to spank me whilst calling me a slut and many other names and he said – So you like wearing girls underwear do you? Me. No sir Sir. that is the wrong answer. Me. what do you mean? Sir. you like. You can see how she's feeling. She's so relaxed. She's enjoying being looked at." Had I said too much? Did I catch just the slightest flicker of his eye towards my crotch? Had he divined my dampness? Thank God I was wearing a skirt, and not flimsy cotton trousers. I continued. I felt I could say anything to him. If he understood as much about life as he'd shown me he did about art. If he understood women's minds as well as he understood this body in front of us..."It's just." I tried to find. "Thanks." He rubbed the back of his head. "I read your article. It wasexcellent, you really deserved that award."Patty looked from one to the other. "Look, you two talk. I'm going to golook for...something...over there." She touched his arm.Jay just muttered something close to a 'yes'. Esme couldn't help butstare at where her hand had touched his arm."So," he started.She touched one of the bottles of white that was between them. She couldfeel the coolness of the glass through the holes in the. Mom couldn't believe that herfriend Ellen was involved in such a group. Mom wasn't sure now whethershe was watching an elaborate setup of a hoax or a seriously damning,almost satanic, ritual. ******************************Candy was snug in the embrace of her boyfriend, Russell, her hands uparound his shoulders and the side of her head pressed against his chest."We'll make it through, love," Russell consoled her. "Everything willwork out." There they are!" came a sharp.