"No not twelve strokes please noooo..."The watching women's laughter increased when it became obvious that Fifie and Julie were pissing into their pan...ies.Nurse Grey raised the cane above her shoulder, and once again bought it whistling through the air onto the chair. The loud crack of the cane as it hit the leather chair reverberated around the room. It was too much for the two sissies screaming in fear, their piss poured through their pink panties down onto Nurse Grey.The five ladies were. " Yes, Coach, I do. I realize that and believe me, I appreciate the good feelings that you created inside me. But I can tell that my cramps are going to start in a few days, and I really want to be able to perform in our next meet. With cramps, I can't do it. Isn't there anything else that we can do?" There is one other thing we can try. It involves opening up the inside of you there, opening your vagina and stretching the walls, massaging them from the inside if you will. This usually helps,. Carie leaned her ear up against the door. Eric cast her a wary gaze, then did the same. “What are we listening for?”Ignoring him, she squinted as she listened carefully. She could still hear the sound of plain old chatter from Apartment Seven.“Good,” she said, “let’s beat them to the punch.”“What are you talking about?”No time to explain; she was calling an audible. She looked at her cousin carefully with measured, serious eyes. With a cocked brow, she nodded and said, “Just follow my lead,. What are you going to do about that? And how are you going to pay for it?" Oh be quiet," Charlotte snapped and wrapped her arms around her daughter who muttered a "I don't know" in a tearful, stressed voice."We'll sort it," Charlotte promised and looked over at her husband. "It'll be fine, won't it. We'll be here for you."Katherine wiped her eyes and then looked at her father. "And I was thinking of adoption," she told him with a steely glare. Charlotte's stomach lurched, she certainly didn't.