But that was a full week ago, and I have corresponded twice in that time. Now I am sure that your website indicated a two-day wait for answers to ques...ions about Barney, and my young, sad, Granddaughter, and I have been more than patient. I hope you will take pity on a starving child, and answer the questions that we have put forth. I am sending my last two letters, which, for some reason, you have chosen to ignore, as electronic attachments, but I will review the more pressing concerns with. Here these women are free to indulge their delightful and harmless passions and we are here to ensure their every need is met. Do you understand?’ ‘I think so, Miss Jenkins.’ In truth, I did not. To my horror she produced from her cupboard a long, slender schoolmistress’s cane which she alarmingly slashed across the table. She addressed me in a most menacing manner, ‘Should you breath one word of the activities in this household you will feel the kiss of Miss Jenkins’s friend here and then you. I tried to sway my body to shove him off but his weight pinned me down firmly. ‘Cute panties and a hot oiled body,’ he said in a happy voice, ‘I have hit a jackpot tonight.’ He went onto remove my panties forcefully. He stood up to take down his pants and underpants and I saw his erect member in its might. It was longer and thicker than what I was used to. I was panicking from thinking about the inevitable end to events and still struggling against him. He put all his weight on me and. Chris took her bundle of dry clothing to the girls change room in the gym. Juliet peeked into the gym. While Chris changed into the borrowed clothes, Juliets attention strayed to a class of elder girls in gymslips, using various pieces of gymnastic equipment. Eventually Chris emerged from the change room, rubbing her lenses dry. We forgot underwear. She said. Mines sopping. She explained, holding her bra and panties. I guess I can survive the day without wearing any. She added, sliding her.