" I know. What are we going to do? I don't really need to study." What ever we want. Sleep in late. Eat out every night. Find some parties. Besides, y...u can help me with Ancient History."Fiona rolled her eyes and fell back on her bed. Caroling blushed at seeing the hem of the other girl's shirt slip up along her thighs. Modesty was not a hard and fast rule in their room - or the dorm in general, it being women only. Secretly, however, Caroline envied her roommate's youthfulness, vulnerability.. He carried a smirk on his face that I came to find out that was a sign of disrespect for anyone around him. We were the same height he was a little larger than me, being a year older. But it was his big brother that instilled fear into any of his potential enemies. Being a couple of years older, his body was well into the beginning of manhood. He had a broad chest and rather large arms, and was a lineman on the High School football team. What he lacked in smarts, he made up for it in bulk and. Sssswwweeee... sssssllllaaaasssshhhhh!Agony!Burning, blazing agony!Our agony... her increased delight.As I screamed again, the hatred in my heart for this monstrous woman seemed so great as to burst it.My naked breasts were heaving, tears streaming down my cheeks. Doubtless a most satisfying sight for her. Again my nates were clenching with dread. Oh please no... no... don’t raise that finger!Don’t... don’t!Clench and twitch... clench and quiver.The pause was longer. Much longer. Every nerve in. “Ok then Clarissa. I suppose I’ll just try a few and see what works. We’ll start with something simple.”Again she gestured with her hand and spoke a word, thinking of the implement she wanted. There was a little flash of light and a hairbrush materialised. It was large, made of polished wood with a paddle shaped end. She placed the flat side against the nymphs bottom, pushing against the reddened skin. Clarissa adjusted her position a little, readying herself.Teluri drew back the brush then.