I grabbed his shirt from his hands and placed it back down onto the floor. I then began to pull at his pajama bottoms. He lifted himself up to help me...get them off and to my surprise, he was not wearing anything beneath. I looked over his cock, only a few inches away from me and my heart began to race. I was not sure if I was ready for this. I did not know how to estimate what size he was, but I knew that it was bigger then anything I imagined having inside of me. It almost made me want to. I slid down my pants and out it sprang making Jenny gasp out loud. “You do know that if you are unable to control yourself I will be obliged to punish him too.” “Yes.” I replied in a surly tone before adding “Miss” when I saw her look of annoyance. “You will receive six strokes with this,” she said, holding up a wide leather implement, “it’s my new tawse and then I may give you a further six strokes with the cane.” Before thinking I had started to complain about the possibility of receiving. Ultimately, his hard cock made the decision for him. He got up from his desk, texting her “meet me at my car” and left the geometry classroom. As he stopped at his locker to gather his things, he felt someone tapping his shoulder. It was Sarah, one of the two swim team managers that volunteered to shave his body and a few of his teammates every week.“Hey, Austin. See you at practice in a bit?” She asked. She was a senior, had black hair, and was mixed race with somewhat dark skin. She was. It seemed the only way round it”She went quiet, a drop of water fell on my hand.“Are you crying Avril? Why? What’s wrong?”“It’s just that ... I don’t want the father of my child to die for some Baldian thinking” Baldia is a story not unlike Don Quixote, someone with an old-fashioned, antiquated idea of honour. I hugged her tightly and promised I would try not to be stupid again. But how would this end? I couldn’t stay on Endothium for ever, or could I?‘Seems unlikely. You would change the.