Right away the AC stopped in the cab. The rust bucket carefully pulled off of the road and then moved across the field that I was plowing under, towar...s me. The field was so fucking dry that even as the dust plume that was trailing behind me settled, another came towards me with the oncoming truck. Just barely, through the dust, I could see her waiving at me.Cracking the cab door I was met with the searing dry heat that had settled over us weeks ago. Immediately sweat beaded on my forehead. I. And if I'm that smart, then I would be smart enough to not get involved with a teacher."Her blush deepened, and I was fairly certain that I had scored a point when she muttered what sounded like a bad word and stomped off to somewhere else. I grinned to myself, but realized that Mrs. Ball and I were under scrutiny, so we would have to be very careful if our relationship continued.When I arrived at Mrs. Ball's house that night, she greeted me wearing what looked like a short kimono, and wrapped. The third stroke was for Lizzie and as she gasped Mrs Jasper glanced at Miss Brent and confirmed she fancied Lizzie.Mrs Jasper decided who to give the first second stroke to and decided upon Emma who cried out as the next stroke landed and the pain cascaded around her bare bottom as she gasped and closed her eyes tightly.Lizzie was the next to cry out as her second stroke landed and she also closed her eyes tightly and tried to cope with the pain.Lily was caned next and she gasped with the pain. We found we were were very comfortable with each other, very relaxed, and in agreement over most things. The house was in Rowton, a village a few miles outside Chester City. A large house, it sat in its own grounds, and gave testimony that the family were very wealthy indeed. Her mother was coolly polite, but I could feel some reserve. I put it down to snobbery since I was a Manchester lad and had never lost the accent, where it was clear these people were Cheshire Set and rejoiced in theirs..