Aronwen Mary Davies was walking playfully with one of my friends as they crossed the park, not thirty minutes after I had kissed her on the cheek and ...old her I was leaving. They weaved between the trees and bushes; playing games of pretend hide and seek as they went along; touching each other, briefly, giggling and laughing. I wished I could have heard what they were saying.The shop radio played the rather bouncy Mary Hopkin song of the late sixties, but instead of feeling the words, I just. At that very moment, Candy was on her knees under the principal’s desk and they were surprised by the district supervisor’s visit to relay the new instructions on processing claims of sexual abuse by one of the female students.The supervisor was a prim and proper female with a restrictive girdle and old-fashioned nylons and garters attached like some parody of feminine charm. The mostly frowning middle-aged woman was frustrated in finding a male companion to tend to her itchy pussy and she had. ‘Bend over Helen and touch your toes if you please’ he ordered as he walked over to a large wooden cupboard against the wall opposite the fireplace.As he opened the cupboard doors, Helen bent over and grasped her ankles. She knew what was in the cupboard. The Headmaster looked at the array of canes and tawses hanging neatly on hooks on the internal sides of the cupboard and selected the Senior School Cane. This was an extremely pliant length of bamboo just over three feet in length with some. Even allowing for carrying a fetus the normal way; an average female could become pregnant over five hundred times in her life time. Multiply that by eighteen and that gives you an idea as to how many children could be born just to the original landing party. Now imagine that on average at least half of those children would be female and that they each could have five hundred kids. Our population would grow geometrically and with our superior intellect and advanced technological knowledge we.