My school would open a week later and I still had 6 days more to fuck my mother to my heart’s content. I was young and full of energy and a quick le...rner. And my head was full of ideas about sexual experimentations that amazed my mother even, experienced as she was in a lot of games that she played with my father in happier times. At our hostel room which I shared with two of my friends, we engaged in sexual talks and glanced through foreign pornographic magazines that were wild in their. “Apparently she’s been going there most afternoons for weeks paying money to partake in some kind of bondage role playing routine. She has been freshly showered washing away a lot of possible evidence. Her vagina and rectum are red from abuse and have been swabbed for the presence of semen and DNA. She has bruises around her ankles, wrists, and neck that are in various stages of healing plus fresh welts on other parts of her body,” the doctor explained.“Which one is the husband?” The Detective. It was horribly flexible and hissed like a nest of maddened wasps. Andrea’s bottom flexed as each stroke flailed the air. And then, with no further warning, the next time, Miss Drake landed the cane squarely across Andrea’s quivering bottom.Andrea yelped and Julie saw her whole body shudder at the violent blow. Three more strokes followed and Julie was impressed to see Andrea take them bravely in silence. The teacher stood back after the fourth stroke had bitten home and told Andrea she could. Her mother knocks one more time before she hears the door open and the woman stepping inside.“Emily Elizabeth, you need to drag your ass right out of that bed this minute,” her mother rants.“I’ll be up in a minute, Mama,” she grumbles out from beneath the pillow.“Are you feeling sick, Emily Elizabeth?” her mother asks, her tone suddenly changing.The teenager pulls the pillow off her face and lies there for another moment, staring at the wall before rolling onto her back to look up at the woman.