And here it was: round and pink. He made more circles with the feather, sometimes random lines, and always slowly. Monica was starting to breathe heav...ly. “Do your little boy toys do this to you?” whispered Houlihan. “Do they spank you for being a bad girl?” “No,” Monica whispered back. “Turn around.” Monica straightened and turned. Now, those luscious breasts were in his face. “Take your bra off. Raise your arms over your head.” She unhooked it from the back, and he was amazed to see when she. But quickly after he sat down, the pizza guy finally knocked. My dad asked who that was. I told him I had ordered pizza, he haha said “Oh nice, from genoz?” I was like…yes…how we like it. I gave a faint smile as he got up to go pay for it, but honestly I just was thinking…o god he isn’t gonna go lol. So ya…my dad paid, placed the pizza on the table, opening it and taking a big sniff as if he had never smelled it before haha. I was like…”Dad I ordered that for myself!” And he looked at me and. “Lift your end,” he instructed, and went to the other. While she was trying to come to terms with the idea of this next humiliation, she was having to help it come to pass. She lifted the desk and followed his movements to move it off its raised platform and lower it onto the floor in front.Mr Fallows sat ready to film, in the front row of student desks, which were pretty close by now.“Okay kneel on the desk, just here,” Mr Clements patted the big teacher’s desk they’d just lowered, on the. ‘And Mimi gets to call her Jacqui, I never was allowed’He went to his garage (he always maintained it was ‘his’ garage, Jacqueline just ignored him and filled it with junk for the dump, or bags of clothes for the charity shop), cleared a space on the bench and took down one of his proudest possessions, an oilstone set in an old box that his grandfather had made. He smiled at it, put some oil on it and started honing the plane blade. This job always gave him a smile, the smooth sliding of metal.