He was quick to speak. “If you feel that way, then why are you here?” Melissa’s voice was weak and yet, she found the courage to speak. “St...ve, this isn’t easy for me to ask…I mean…I never would have dreamed that one day…I would be asking you to spank my daughter. But I know in my heart that Karen should be spanked for the theft.”“Melissa, if you had been caught shoplifting at your daughter’s age, or for that matter, at any age, how would your parents have punished you?” From looking down. I make kids sit through 40 minutes of class time when their parents can’t make them sit for 5 min. without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental.You want to know what I make?(She paused again and looked at each and every person at the table)I make kids wonder.I make them question.I make them apologize and mean it.I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions.I teach them how to write and then I make them write. Keyboarding isn’t everything.I make them read, read, read.I make. The sports bra was tight and I struggled into them. The cotton panties were so comfortable, I wish I could wear them everyday. Once my get up was complete I could feel my heart racing. The feeling of shame and excitement was the same as the first day I decided to violate my mother's privacy and defiled her bra and panties. Unlike the first day, my cock remained shriveled and tiny, maybe throughout my years of masturbating in female clothes had finally transformed me into a true sissy. I decided. The feeling just built up until I shouted out, “I’m cumming.”Fergie shouted out, “Me too.” Then a moment later as a joke she said, “Bow! Wow!”We laughed together as I filled her with my cum. Shot after shot after shot flew up into her vagina. Then a moment later I flushed it all back out with my piss. I had never peed in a woman before but it sure felt good and Fergie didn’t seem to mind at all. When I was done giving her a piss douche I couldn’t believe it but Fergie then peed too. We were.