I found that I was standing, somehow. I abruptly realized I’d just yelled and cursed at the principal. My long period of feeling detached from event... at hand was at a sudden and scary end as I was slapped back to reality right at that instant. Major panic set in. Before he could say anything, I rushed out of his office and flew outside into the courtyard.“Stupid, stupid!” I muttered to myself.I was dead now. I was surely going to face five years of detention for that eruption. My heart was. The sound of him bumping into the dresser told me that he was drunk again. I'm sorry if I made it sound like a remarkable event. Rather, it was the norm.It had been almost an hour since I had gotten myself off, my trusty Pink Pal buzzing along without loss of stamina until my orgasm had made my pussy jump toward the ceiling. She was still wet under my panties, that's all I ever sleep with, until I knew that he was in the room with me. Then she dried up instantly.He approached the bed, the smell. Somehow he hadlearnt that he could find some solace with her mother. She would speak tohim more kindly instead of always chewing his ear off, and when it cameto time for his punishments, she somehow took it easy with the tawse;then soothed his flaming skin with ointment and powder before putting himinto her knickers."Now, my little corset loving sissyboy," she declared, sliding her heavyblouse of bronze silk from its hanger, "we have to get your dirty girls'penis cleaned up ready for your. The majority of the drive home was pretty quiet. Neither Lisa nor Brittany was feeling very talkative for a change. They were both happily lost in their own reminiscing. Brittany kept running through the events since they had stopped at the truck stop. Every time she felt her body begin to relax and calm down another delicious memory would float back into her mind and make her pussy start to salivate again. She looked down at her pants and realised there was already a sizeable wet patch growing.