She loved Lucy very much, but one of the memories the girl would take off to University with her would be the caning she had made her Music Mistress a...minister to her.“Five. Thank you, Miss Hatton,” Lucy Williams answered eventually.“Swish” and then a final, painful “Thwack!”Mrs. Hatton immediately placed the cane on the desk next to where the sixth former was lying and gently ran her hands over the girl’s red and hot buttocks, slowly touching every inch of the small bottom in front of her.. THAT would have been a disaster. She poured some buttermilk in, and, on a whim, a couple big spoons of butter. Everyone would like that. She cut them out and poured some bacon grease on the pan and put them into the oven, At least she had had the good sense to turn it on. Her head wasn't working right, this morning. She couldn't figure out WHY!She checked the pot. The coffee was ready. GOOD! Maybe this would straighten her out. She was glad the two Moms, and the sisters weren't there. They. He slid to the edge of his seat and reached for her, laying his hands on her hips. She put her hands on his arms lightly and caressed him encouragingly. He pulled her closer, the outside world fading into a dream as his universe filled with her presence alone. His face pressed into her soft, protruding belly and he inhaled her aroma deeply. One of her hands moved from his arm to his head, softly caressing his hair. This was not a young woman in the midst of sacrifice, giving of her body in. She took out two fakebreasts and sprayed them. She told me to stand still, cleaned my chestwith a tissue and some alcohol and sprayed on some glue.After a minute she took a breast form and pressed it against my chest.She admired the result and applied the second one."Wow, that's a nice rack, Irene!" she said. "Cup C, I think. I guess theglue will hold for some days. And sorry for the nipples, but don'tworry, it will only give you more attention from the guys." She laughed,but I wasn't sure if I.