I knew I had been spanked by Mrs Fellows, several times, and even by Casey the Head Prefect, but that wasn’t supposed to become common knowledge. Wh...t should I do? I couldn’t lie, mustn’t lie, so I could not deny it, but equally I couldn’t tell her I had been spanked. I decided on, “You shouldn’t believe everything you hear Jody.” I held my breath wondering what Jody would say, and in the event she seemed to let it go. “Fair enough Miss, anyway no hard feelings.” I could see Jody was still. Dragging the heavy case on, he continued thinking as he maneuvered around a thicket of young trees. Another thing. That plain seems like my best bet for a place to hunt, but dragging the loaded case through these woods is not going to cut it. I need to spend some time clearing a trail. I can smooth up some of these humps and holes with a shovel, and cutting down a bush or small tree every now and then will shorten the distance I have to drag this thing, not to say anything about throwing some. " Yeah. Okay, but you ain't forgetting about ... You know ... what you're thinking about." Louie didn't want Art to forget, it was important to him."Fuck! I told you I'd think about it. What the fuck else do you want me to do! Shit!" Art threw up his hands in frustration."I want you to think about it Art. That's all. Just think about it like you said you would." Louie ignored Art's angry tone.Karen had arrived in the town of McNeil several day's before Art and Louie. Like them, she couldn't. He said he wasn’t even that experienced himself, but the ‘antics’ at the frat house had brought something out in him. I questioned him about this and he said he’d always been attracted to guys but some of the things he did at the house made him realize he liked it rough. I asked him which side of the rough stuff he liked to be on and he told me he liked to be the one in control. I’m not usually a bottom, but something about this hot young stud taking charge made my cock start to twitch. Two.