My head was spinning. I had slept in his bed many times before, I should be used to all the smells and the sight of his room but this time was diffren..., this is what I dreamed about late at night, what made me so aroused, so wet. I was so turned on, just by his colonge. He took both of my hands. Jessie, theres something Ive been keeping from you all these years. whats that? he didnt answer. He just looked into my eyes, so affectionatly. He leaned in closer and closer, untill he shut his eyes. I wrote that all out in a long detailed, annotated and footnoted letter to Cornie (my advisor) and suggested that I probably had to withdraw my thesis proposal. It was true that cultural and religious values had been directly influenced and dramatically changed. And the cause had been an understanding of both human nature and economic need. I had proved that completely. I had also shown that normative behavior was completely remapped through the process.It wasn't that I had disproved anything. At least they weren’t getting beat up or worse. Maybe they’d have to walk home barefoot.This was all the result of a stupid prank. Shelly and Brandon went to Richfield High School. Mark and the others went to their archrival school West Valley High School. Shelly and Brandon had painted the West Valley’s front steps and most of the walk leading to the steps with Richfield’s bright blue and red school colors. It was a Homecoming prank. They hadn’t been alone, but of the twelve participants, they. I'd never spanked a girl before although I'd often fantasised about it. Like most men of my generation I'd been brought up with corporal punishment, often of a ritualistic kind, so it had obviously left its mark. Amanda's black satin skirt was tight around her and I had been watching her sexy arse with its outline of figure hugging panties all evening. I wondered how I was going to hitch it up enough to gain access to her ripe bottom and give it the spanking it deserved. However she had other.