She returned soon after, but to my surprise, Miss Jones was with her, and I was told to stand and lift my skirt. "You are correct Miss Jones; these pa...ties are almost indecent, and inappropriate for school.” "This breach of the rules merits five smacks with the medium tawse. Bend over the desk young lady. Miss Jones, will you do the honor?"So here I was again with my bottom in the air. It was clear that Miss Jones had not done this before because the first swat just clipped me, but the second. It let me forget. I mostly did it at night before bed so I could fall asleep and not dream. But sometimes in the morning. Sometimes even at lunch. I managed to hide it from everyone for a long time. Tiger; I’m an alcoholic.”I took a deep breath and let it out.“But you’ve drunk alcohol since we’ve been married. And I’ve encouraged you! Why didn’t you tell me?”“Because I have it under control,” she said. “I don’t feel the need to drink at this point. I haven’t since the accident. Well, that’s not. I kept one hand on the wall for balance. I made my way to my locker. I was still sore, so I did something that you can do in the Construct, but really shouldn't do in real life: I put my panties in my purse.I stepped outside and sat on a stone bench. It was a Spring day, and the light breeze blew right up my legs. It's one of those funny things: when you wear a skirt you're aware of your legs. Shorts don't give you the same feeling of legs. But more than that, I was still wet, still aroused,. Marie smiled back. "I am in charge of the castles Army, but since the accountants disbanded the regular army this is all the kingdom has at the present." Why did they disband the original army?" asked Marie regaining composure."Cost overruns. They said it wasn't cost efficient to have an army if there weren't any wars. It only made sense during that time. There are local militias in various cities and towns that can be pressed into service, but the cost of those men and materials come out of.