After he had done so she walked over to the chair and sat down, crossing her legs. She held out her hand and said in a stern tone, "I'll take those ha...rbrushes and the book from you, Peter."Peter handed the hairbrushes and book to Emma and watched her place them within easy reach on the table behind her. He glanced at her lap and saw that her short skirt had ridden right up her thighs and that he would be lying across her bare thighs when she spanked him. She had such great legs, he reminded. " But who will you do it with?" she asked dumbly.It was just the question I wanted her to ask. "Oh, anybody, I suppose. I've been thinking of getting in touch with Ruthie or Bev. They'd probably be willing to screw me in public."I waited for the hook to sink into her cheek. It did. She said, "Does it have to be somebody else?" Get that? She was practically saying whom she would prefer it to be rather than anybody else.So I said, "It can be anybody. Hell, it could even be you if you were. . picked up." I ... see. We'll be waiting. I'll try to put together a few things for her." That's very kind of you, Mrs. McPherson. Please don't tell a lot of people -- we don't want any trouble or to endanger anyone." No, no -- of course not!" We'll be along as quickly as we can," Mickey assured her. "Goodbye!"Rick rolled his eyes. "It'll be all over the school -- at least the faculty. We'll both have to go -- and have backup on call." Sorry!" Not really your fault." Rick sighed. "The other. As she did so, she drew that 'girlfriend' of hers along with her. A moment more and the two of them lay entwine within the erotic wonderment of one another's loving embrace. With a cautionary word to Kelly that she was do nothing; save to kick back and enjoy herself, Gale began to lay siege to several of her lesbian lover's erogenous zones. Going with what she was familiar with, aware that it was by far the best foreplay that she herself had ever experienced, Gale tactfully adopted Dennis'.