He got up and after reaching down and grabbing my hair and pulling me forward, he moved in behind me and placed my head in between his knees. "Hold s...ill you fuckin' shit whore" he demanded and the next thing I knew and felt was the leather paddle slapping hard at my tits. I tried to move about to ease the pain, but he held me tight until several more blows left my tits red with welts. When he released me he moved around in front of me and grabbing my hair, pulled me to my feet and led me into. She kept her eyes fixed on the TV. I couldn’t tell if she was teasing us or what, but it was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra.A few moments later I heard a slight sigh. Glancing over I saw her other hand resting on her thigh. As I watched, her hand slipped under the hem of the dress. Her other hand caressed and cupped the underside of her breast. The hand under her dress slid back up her thigh pulling the dress along with it and exposing it and a hint more!My friend tapped me on the arm. I didn’t. " One of the class clowns called out."Tommy, we should all care. Since you spoke out, can you give us a short rundown on what happened there since 2003." Me?" Yes, you. You spoke out. So you must know enough not to need to listen. Help out your classmates."There was a brief bit of laughter at that."As you wish. The years 2003 and 2004 were marked by a new form of diplomacy. President Twiggery decided in the wake of 9-11 that he was not going to waste time with futile diplomacy. He started a war. “I will endorse your proposal. Fully and without reservation.”“Thank you.” Mark answered, and stood.“Who would speak now?” Somonik asked in the sudden hubbub that followed. “Chieftain Tokibimina, Spokesperson for The Association of Oceania.”“If we choose to refuse the Key, what will we do?” the old woman asked as she stood, a touch of derision in her voice. “I have heard nothing that makes me believe that any of you have a viable alternative to his proposal. The only other course that has been.