I didn’t talked to her whole day thinking what she would think, but next day there was a group chat was going on as everyone had planned not to atte...d festival as it was in afternoon. I and Reena had to attend coz we would get special attendance as we were short of attendance. So next day we talked and decided that we will get out of premises as soon as we mark attendance for which I readily agreed. So it was festival day we marked attendance by 9am and were finding a place to jump. Finally we. Instead she looked up into the skeletal faces of two of the boys that had stalked them the other night. One of them was fingering a very sharp looking knife. Susan heard a thud and turned to see the third one plopping down over the fence into the alleyway. She was hemmed in on both sides by these three weedy but incredibly dangerous looking youths.At that point Susan was about to scream but she saw Jack looking at her from the end of the alleyway. He obviously had not found Rachel or Randall. ‘You HAVE been a naughty girl, haven’t you?’ she commented, laying one hand on the small of my back so I couldn’t wriggle away and bringing the hairbrush down with a sharp SMACK.I gasped a little at the sting, but we were barely getting started. She smacked my behind a couple more times, beginning to get warmed up. ‘Good girls DO NOT go around showing boys their panties,’ SMACK, ‘and they DEFINITELY’ SMACK, ‘do not’ SMACK, ‘show them’ SMACK, ‘what’s UNDERNEATH their panties!’ SMACK SMACK SMACK. “No! No, not that,” he explained, “I only look up the skirt or dress of female patients when they’re attractive, but I’ve never been caught looking; at least that I know of. I usually pay prostitutes for their dirty panties.” “And what do you do with their panties, Fred?” she pushed, taking a more severe tone with him. He bowed his head for a minute and replied without looking at her. “I keep them and hide them for a while and when Rachel won’t have sex with me, I usually smell a pair of the.