It was perfectly natural.William advanced and tapped the bottom lightly.“NOOOOOO... AAAAGHHH... NOOOOOO!”The rod was raised high and came lashing ...own across the very centre of the girl’s bottom. After a hideous intake of breath, there was a momentary pause, followed by a series of agonised shrieks. Understandably, a girl in her first week of training is exceedingly sensitive to the rod.“One!” shouted Miss Paula above the cried. “Eleven to come.”SSSWEWEEE... CCRACCCKKK!The second stroke fell an. He put the lighter down and walked towards me, never breaking eye contact. He put his arm around my midsection and pulled me closer to him, and kissed me again. Again the kiss was sweet and passionate, and I started rubbing his growing erection. When he felt my touch, his kiss became more urgent and demanding. The touched sparked a fire in him and he put both of my arms around his neck and shoulders, lifted me up and put me down on the bed, him on top of me and never breaking our kiss. Our. He decided that he had finally struck it rich. The lump was recycled into a myriad of minerals and metals. Our family was rich, really rich. No one laughed at my father's stories anymore.You are not going to believe what happened about seven days later. My father was almost hit again. He couldn't believe his luck. Our family was now, not really rich, but stinking rich. My father spent some of our wealth to buy up all the land around our house for 500 kilometers and laid claim to all the mineral. It wasn't him. He din't come near me." Well, someone did. I can tell. Was it George? Did you let him fuck you? I know they'd both like to."I didn't, ma'am. Not with neither of them." the girl said, her face blushing scarlet as she defended herself."I still don't believe you. I had to fire the last girl because she let my husband into her pants. And I guess I'm going to have to fire you, too? Unless you tell the truth." It wasn't him, Mrs. Crisp. Honest. It wasn't really nobody. Like, I went to.