"Tell me the password and I will show you your emails." I suggested."Never" she answered, "it's private."I typed NEVER, and got a wrong password, I tr...ed Victoria and it fired up."Bastard," she cried.There were messages of condolence, all her devastated friends emailing, I scrolled it for her so she could read, sharing an experience in the stench of her filth, her broken pain-wracked body living out her last days before the blissful release of death.She sobbed and laughed occasionally, then I. Her previous caning had been six strokes and they had hurt her, but they also turned her on so her reasoning was that a double dose would doubly turn her on, but Trevor queried her suggestion, "Twelve, are you sure?"She just nodded in response and bent over and gripped her ankles, exposing her arse hole and recently fucked cunt.Trevor administered the beating in three rapid strokes of four at a time, so it did not take long for twelve red lines to appear across Fiona's backside as SWISH THWACK. ?All you have to do for me to stop this isbring it into school, you were happy enough us to tell us all about it, weren?tyou, ??about how you sat there andwatched, how you would never ever show anyone else though,? ?But it?s kept hidden? pleaded the boy, hiseyes filling with tears of both pain and shame.Now Sean?s eyes were menacingly close tohis face. ?Well , that?s your problem ?if you don?t bring it to school, you?re goingto get hurt a lot worse than this, every day!? said Sean, twisting the. “I came to you. You don’t go to them! You were lucky with Bev.”“I know,” he said helplessly. “It just kind of happened. But you have to go to bed. She’s in there, and if she gets up in the night and you’re not there, she’ll go looking for you.”“If you hadn’t just made me the happiest woman in the world, I think I’d be really mad at you!” she said softly. “I’ll talk to her in the morning.”“Do you think you should?” he asked.“We’ve lived in the same room together all our lives,” said Mary,.