I’m still not clear at whom I was directing my anger, or why I was angry at all. I think it was the feeling that I’d been used, cast aside and the... blamed for the whole thing. It wasn’t clear to me which of the two of them had used me more!Really who was I kidding? It was the loss of Rachel as a companion and her obvious growing affection for me. My affection for her was already fully grown!However, that wasn’t the time for rational thought, so I conveniently forgot that I invited Rachel to all. Adjusting their positions, her legs scissored Lisa’s, their thighs sliding along one another. She watched Lisa watching her, the woman’s surprised gaze locked on Grace’s almond coloured eyes. That was good. Slowly and precisely, her hips ground against Lisa. The blonde gasped. Labia met smooth labia, gliding softly together with a low purr from each woman. Their clits found one another. The friction was sensational, but Grace wanted more. She reached forward, taking Lisa’s peach-like buttocks. " With that, I felt her fingertips on the insides of my briefs. Soon they were at my ankles with my briefs. Then I felt her hands on my now naked bottom."Your cheeks aren't even pink, yet. Now, I think I can change that." I did feel embarrassed being bent over and naked from the waist down. Miss Johnson continued to spank me, and this time it did hurt a lot more when then wooden paddle hit my bare bottom. "This should help you concentrate on your lessons. Too bad you are away at. I was half way there already, it wouldn't be but a few more seconds and I'd be victorious. At least that's what I thought. When I started, I thought, it was going to be a battle of my arm strength versus Joyce's. I hadn't thought about Joyce using her legs to stop me. As soon as I had her pants down to her knees Joyce wedged her lower legs, and the pants wouldn't go any farther. The strength of Joyce's death grip on her waist band truly amazed me. The power in Joyce's legs and arms were.