" Do you really think so little of my well-being?" Of course not. This thing didn't form overnight, Abrielle. Another twenty-four or forty-eight hours...wouldn't make a bit of difference. I determined to tell you in the morning and that is what I did." I think the real reason was you didn't want to be interrupted while makin' whoopee." Yes, I think it would've disrupted a tender moment," he replied."You found it and then you continued as if nothing was wrong!" She began wiping tears from her. "Oh, well, there are lots of things you can do to make another person happy, lots of sexual things. You can suck on this, for example. Or you can have intercourse, making love, we've talked about that before. There are lots of ways to do that. Lots of positions. I guess you're old enough to look through this book I have, Lucy did a year or so ago. It's got lots of ways to have sex." It's feeling really good, it's supposed to, right?" Yes, real good, then, providing you're old enough, your semen. ‘I had another dream last night. I woke up in the middle of it and couldn’t get back to sleep.’ I pulled out the stool next to her and sat. ‘What was the dream about?’ Pam paused and was obviously upset. ‘Lydia appeared and told me she was very happy I was with you. She knew that I had named her car ‘Angel’ and she said that you and she had sex in it one time.’ I suddenly felt flushed and light headed. It had been four years before and I’d almost forgotten. No one knew we had sex there. ‘Yes,. Her embarrassment increased when the headmaster bent her over his desk and pulled her knickers down. Etched into her memory was the grinning faces outside enjoying the spectacle, and the feeling of the cold red leather embossed desk on her exposed breasts. But the memory that endures most was the feeling that after the first strike, yes, there was pain but also an inexplicable pleasure in her loins. As the second strike came down she was moaning, by the sixth and final blow, her orgasm arrived..