After class, Tricia leaned toward Jenny and said under her breath, "Follow me. We'll have some more fun."Since it was Jenny's free period, during whic... she usually went to the school library to study, Jenny said what the heck and followed. Tricia led Jenny past the cafeteria in the school basement to the girls' restroom. Tricia grabbed Jenny's hand and pulled Jenny into the corner toilet stall.Tricia bolted the door. She wrapped her arms around Jenny's neck, pressed up against Jenny, and. I lined the cane up across her flinching buttocks and raising my arm high brought it cracking down across her bottom which dimpled and shook like jelly on impact. I stood back and watched the angry red welt appear and listened to her heavy breathing. Two more such strokes and with the sharp intakes of breath came a slight moan. I knew Cathy; this was not a moan of pain, it was caused by quite another emotion and this was proved by the glistening moisture which I could see between her cunt lips.. The point is I am frustratingly sexual and really do feel it is impossible to act upon. I know some of my peers do not seem shy about acting on their desires, but if you notice, very few can transcend the stigma that attaches. Not if their artistic goals are similar to mine. Anyway, you, my dear friend, have allowed me to enjoy a little of what I cannot enjoy. Sex is best when shared, don't you agree. That's what it is all about.I promised you I would tell you about my private response to our. “All the better to please you with my love,” he whispered. His fingertips grazed my skin as he slipped his hands under my shirt. It kindled a fire inside me, causing my body to twitch gently. His breath gently caressed my scalp as he leaned his head close to mine. It felt natural to raise my arms and allow him to remove my clothing, as if we were meant to do this. “Turn,” he ordered huskily. I did as told and he hooked my pants and panties in his thumbs, yanking the cloth down hard. I winced.