“Thwack!” Kim caught Rachel low down in between buttock and thigh.“Thwack!” The fleshy centre of the girl’s bottom received the heavy stroke...“Thwack!” Kim Campbell smacked the older girl’s bottom as hard as she could with the paddle.The Head Girl paused and re-adjusted her blouse. She took a deep breath which pushed her breasts out beneath her white school blouse. She tapped the small paddle against Rachel Hatton’s bottom and drew the small piece of leather back, bringing it down again a second. " Jake blew off her idea."I went to M.I.T. on a computer scholarship; I can break into it if you give me a chance." Okay, give me your gun." Jake said, deciding it was worth the risk.Cindy handed him the pistol and they crept up to the house. Jake tried the sliding glass door and it opened easily."Dumb fuck" Jake muttered and they entered the living room.In minutes they found Neil's office and Cindy turned on Neil's computer as Jake watched all the area's of approach for anyone who might be. .. and some times in it ... to the big meadow follow your chosen star or the setting sun until you run into a northish running road. Head north, skirt the irrigation circle and mosey your way to 335 outside Big Horn. Hook up with County 87 ... Beaver Creek Road ... and follow it. Out in the big middle of nowhere it becomes Beckton Road ... but it’s still 87. Goose Creek ... turn left on 331 right at Beckton that’s 89. Follow it to 74 turn right ... left on Wolf Creek and you’re home. The road. The idea of her with another man, especially a dark skinned and well-hung young man, was starting to rouse my interest. I stood up and told Linda that I was going into Town to pick up some steaks for supper and that I wanted to run by the gun shop to look at some of the Brazillian made firearms. I told her that I would be back in a couple of hours. She kissed me on the cheek and I stood up and walked into the house.When I got inside I purposely left my swim trunks where she would see them and.