In fact, whenever the Headmistress was away it was Miss Dawson who disciplined any of the girls who were sent to her. The school was for sixteen to ei...hteen-year-olds and was well known in the area for its discipline. Although led by the Headmistress, Miss Dawson never baulked at dealing with a string of girls who had to queue in the outer office to the Headmistress's Study waiting for their turn to go in for a spanking or the cane. Mrs Stone was one of the Governors of the school and was on. Beside me I felt my sister stir, I sat up and looked at her naked body, memorising every line and curve of her while I had the chance, Angie lay watching me."Rick," she said softly, "you know what we did was wrong." I know." I replied looking into her eyes and dreading what was to come."It has to be our secret," she said, "no-one, especially not mum and dad, must know about it." I know." I replied."We will have to be" Angie went on, "very careful."Sitting gazing down at my sister's body I felt. Prabha finally climbed into bed beside me and turned off the light. The bed so small and our bodies were touching as we fell asleep. After a couple hours of sleep, i woke and realized i was right up against her back with my cock nestled between her ass cheeks. Then it hit me, prabha had taken off her panties sometime during the night and also released my cock from my shorts. I tried not to move, but the thought of her bare ass up against me caused my cock to come to a full erection. Not moving. “You are Damien, no?” she asked in a thick Eastern-European accent.“Yeah,” I answered, not wanting to seem rude to such an obviously dangerous woman.“My name in Bianca,” she said, extending a hand and smiling ever so slightly, as if she didn’t get much practise. “I am friend of you grand-father’s. He ask me to bring you to him.” Without waiting for a response she turned and walked back to the limo. I followed, admittedly looking at her ass swaying as she walked, and hopped in the back of the.