I guess you could say that,” Greg said. He’d spent a lot of time fixing up that car so that it would run.Jim asked, “How would you react if this...BMW was as unreliable as that old car?”“I’d be pretty pissed off considering how much I’m paying for it,” Greg said.“See, you have two different reactions to the same situation. It was okay for the Bug to be unreliable, but it isn’t okay for the BMW. When the Bug broke down, it was a chance for you to work on it and put a little more of yourself into. Swish, swish, two strokes landed, one across each cheek, and the stinging sensation shot through my body making me cry out but I didn’t move.Jack bent down and examined his handiwork and slipped his fingers inside my slit, rubbing my hard clit until I moaned.Swish, swish, swish. The first stroke took me completely by surprise, followed so quickly by the others that it all became one huge pain shooting through me and I couldn’t help but leap up, rubbing my bum. Jack watched in obvious pleasure. The football players who had played the chair painting trick on him didn't just fade away. Naturally, they were curious about what had happened to him and how he'd managed to avoid embarrassment. They were even madder at him than before for having escaped their trap, and were hardly about to let things go at that.So when he came out of Mr. Tompkins' physics class, they were waiting for him. At first they kept their distance, lost behind him in the hallway crowd, waiting to see who he might be. .the dress fell to her ankles as she stepped out and was in her bustier, french cut panties and thigh high stockings....the bra came off and her breasts sprang free with brown nipples swaying to the beat, beat, beat of my cock....placing her feet on the toilet, she rolled down her stockings and then carefully removed her undies, showing a thick thatch of pubes and i FINALLY saw a crack of her vagina; pink and angry....she spent some time in the mirror removing some makeup and from my position,.