The lurching and swaying motion into which Kit was swung within the hour was unexpected, but probably attributable to being carried on the shoulders o... men who had been availing themselves of their last few hours ashore rather too thoroughly. There was a roaring sound that was difficult to place, and then a long and blessed silence. Yes! In the hold of the Western Rose, bound for Boston and freedom. It would be a few scant hours before Kit could prise off the lid and experience the voyage from. " What do you think... would twenty be sufficient to teach you a lesson?" Probably." Swish-CRACK! "It- it probably would, ma'am, yes."Probably. Was that a hint? She usually got an emphatic "yes". She felt a fluttering of pleasant anticipation."We'll see," she said sternly, and then she began to paddle him in earnest.Swish-CRACK!Swish-CRACK!Swish-CRACK!He bucked and flinched with each loud, stinging impact, rocking forward onto his toes with the force. Though his legs trembled more with each. We had coffee and we were talking about you.’ ‘You…you were?’ Joanne replied. ‘What were you saying about me?’ ‘Actually, we didn’t get to talk about you all that much,’ Larry said. ‘About the time your name came up, I got a call and had to leave.’ ‘Oh,’ Joanne replied. ‘Greg’s always bugging me about getting married,’ Larry said. ‘At least he has ever since he got married.’ ‘And…and what does your friend’s wanting you to get married have to do with me?’ Joanne inquired. Larry smiled at her.. She is also the resident school genius, top of the class and smart as hell. In other words the type of girl with whom I have no chance, but we are friends and liked to hang out.We were lying next to each other on chaise lounges talking desultorily about nothing much at all. Every once in a while I would steal a glance at her tight little ass (she was lying on her stomach). Her bikini bottoms barley concealed her ass cheeks. It was quite a sight and it was having the usual affect on me. My.