? I did and when I sat I could feel the sting of the spanking I just had making me wince slightly. She handed me a piece of paper and a pencil ...ithout an eraser on it. ?White this down as I say it.? She waited for me to get ready to write it. ?Mrs. Brown thank you for giving me the spanking I deserved.? I wrote it out on the top line. She took the paper and looked at it then handed it back to me. ?Good, now start writing. I want that sentence written 1100 times by after school on. Occasionally we would pass fields of crops, I had no idea what sort, but Wurzel would exclaim."Wheat; barley, rye, how the hell do they raise crops like that in this sort of land?"We found out later when we crested a ridge and saw a whole lot of circular fields spread out before us; they were irrigated by series of water sprinklers like suburbanites use when the summer is long and dry and their lawns start turning brown. These sprinklers were huge, and the water shot out for about 100 feet or. ”“It’s a shame that we haven’t got a stationary cupboard at work,” Andy said, “I could drag you in there and ravage your body for an hour or so.”“You’d only last an hour Andy? I thought that you were a real man.”“Very funny Angie. You’d have to crawl out after an hour with me.”“Sure I would.”That afternoon Mr. Whitelock called Angie into his office again and she again stood in the same position and he again stared at her pussy for a while before giving her a couple of envelopes and telling her. Also, to be totally honest, which is what I think we try to be with each other, I have to admit that I am somewhat turned on by the thought of watching you fuck another guy. There I have said it.”Now I was even more stunned. My husband now reveals that he actually wants to watch me have sex with another guy.“Okay, we all have fantasy lives. I admit there are times when I think of various sexual things but you must also. I think it is human nature, but it is not something we act on. That is why.