”“You’re new, right? How do you like our school?”“OK, what’s the phrase, run of the mill? I got here late last winter, early March, last m...rking period I guess.”“Really, didn’t see you? School’s top rated you know, best around.”“Can’t always be sure of what rises to the top.” She offered me an Oreo.“Plans, long range I mean, not this weekend? Where are you headed? Do you know? College?” I mentally put the weekend on hold.“Get out of here next year with some summer courses; finish college in. It is what happens in male dominated society.My father in law started being bold. One day he phoned a saree shop and ordered 20 beautiful sarees. He said that they were all for me . I looked and and they were all transparent. I knew his intention behind it. He wanted to explore my body. Then the same day he called and female old tailor who was his friend to take measurements of my blouse and petticoat. He called me in drawing room. I don’t want to go but I had to. So I went there and the female. When the noise grew louder yet and seemed to be getting closer she got up from the bed and stood. It was now clear that the noise was heading in her direction and she began to fear what that meant. Had Anarg summoned up the courage to return to beat her once more?A mob of about eighteen men burst through the heavy drape that covered the entrance to her bedchamber and she gasped, her hands flying to cover her mouth. For some reason the mob stopped, perhaps because the men had forgotten just how. I didn’t think a man would ever understand and was shy about mentioning it to you.”“Wait, so you haven’t actually been spanked? But, you described it so vividly.”“Nope, just a fantasy I’ve had for a very long time.”“Cassie … I would love to be the first man to spank you. I’m aching just thinking about it, baby.”I’m suddenly flushed by his words - by the vision of what he’s suggesting.“David, how would you do it?” I can't help but ask him.“Hmmm. Well..." He's quiet for a few minutes then.