"She nodded.I sent someone to get Mabel, the potential overseer.Margaret was back almost immediately. "I graciously accept your offer. It's mine to re...uild?"I nodded."Dave, bring the packhorse."Mabel, the dominant negro woman, agreed to be the overseer. "What troublemakers do we need to get rid of?" I asked her.Margaret and Mabel agreed on three men. Mabel proposed a young woman too.Everyone gathered at the front porch. I said, "I'm Major Randolph, the new owner, Miss Margaret is my lady of the. We were all as quiet as a tigress on the hunt. Nobody moved, not even a muscle flinched. The uneasiness and tension was building, when Pam shouted out We could always play strip poker! In almost unison all four of us started busting up in laughter. We joked about playing such a game, and where the heated bodies would end up. I secretly loved the idea. I had fantasies involving both Pam and Steve for a long time now. The idea if burying my face into Pam's wet snatch; Or devouring Steve's hard. As a young girl, being ordered to take your panties off for a caning, left me flustered and I started secreting freely, as my panties soaked in expectation of exposing myself to a man.I was being caned, an act that was to be carried out on my bare flesh. I had passed the age where wearing a pair of shorts to protect my modesty, had passed, now I was old enough to be seen, and the masters could pleasure in beholding your flowering womanhood, gleaming in the shaft of sunlight, its wetness. * * *Less than half an hour later, the five young ladies descended on Frog andFirkin, a popular U of A hangout right on University Drive. Though Jennyand Kara had refused to cruise their old college hangouts since Kelly hadknown them, her friends now insisted on going to Frog's after reunitingwith Steph and Nicole.Maybe Stephanie really DID corrupt them.Kara managed to grab an outside table with five empty chairs despite thepost game madness that engulfed the Frog. Stephanie managed to order.