They had gotten home safely, and were anxious to hear how the first lesson with Ms. Tertychnaya had gone. Richard's mom got on near the end to give he... greetings.Richard smiled as he listened. If they only knew the fun he was having.The next morning Jer was not in his bed again. Richard wondered if he was practicing on his bass, or practicing on Jenna. If he had come back the night before, Richard sure didn't remember hearing him.He dialed up his parents, hoping to catch them before they went. As promised, when the rest of the squad finally headed inside, the two girls started their laps. Jennifer asked, "So what did you do to piss off Coach, Theresa?" Oh, I was chewing gum again and Coach finally caught me. I guess she takes that rule seriously after all," she said."Less talking, more running, girls!" the coach shouted. They wisely shut up. After a couple of laps, Jennifer started to get ahead of Theresa, though she could hear her keeping pace a few feet behind her. She slowed down. Michelle’s bottom looked magnificent, a totally perfect target for the cane. I truly hoped there was nothing to blemish her beauty under those knickers.As I squared the cane to the centre of her bottom I found it hard to imagine that anyone would not want to cane it, and to my inner embarrassment I could feel my growing arousal. Drawing the cane back I delivered a crisp stroke across the middle of her cheeks. “OOH!” squealed Michelle. I wasted little time in applying a second and third stroke,. It was Bridget, she looked very nice in slacks and a blouse. I was glad to see her. I put her bags in the second bed room. I got a kick out of how impressed she was with the suite. We had a hot tub, a lovely patio with trees and grass overlooking the city. There was even a small swimming pool. Pretty damned classy. She threw her arms around my neck and kissed me quickly on my lips. "Frank, this is the most beautiful hotel room I have ever been in. I love it." Can I get you something to drink?".