Mrs Truscott admired the smooth plump cheeks and the livid bruises from the twelve strokes each had received. She was still feeling horny from the exc...llent sex last night, and stroking Susan's bottom was turning her on even more. She had never had the cane, George only ever spanked her or used a slipper or his belt. She wondered what the cane would feel like, especially if delivered by a complete stranger in the severe setting of a school head master's office.She started examining her. For a brief moment you don’t just desire it, but you need it. You desperately have to have it. “Would you like a refill?” A voice comes from the faded distance and quickly you are brought back to reality. You silently nod and try to shake the thought from your mind. It’s not that you are bad looking, you have a body that anyone would want, and a personality that would always keep things lively. You are just shy, you are anxious about those first words, if only you didn’t need to speak. ’ Obviously she didn’t get out much in the evenings, I thought, I was a stupid bastard as well as arrogant in those days. Well, maybe some things never change. I said, ‘I try to write what I feel, but mostly it doesn’t come out right. Either it’s stilted or it’s incomprehensible to anyone but me.’ ‘I know,’ she said, ‘there are some things you can’t say and be understood.’ What I wanted to say was I love you, I want to fuck you, I want us to go to glory together in one gigantic burst of light,. “Both graduated but lived at home and went to community college and the local university. Reggie was a senior in college and Darrel was about to earn his AA degree when Daddy came home one day and caught us. He took off his belt and beat me. He beat my brothers and after graduation, they both were sent off to join the military. I graduated and got my scholarship here but still miss them and the way they made me feel.“It wasn’t like they were raping me because you can’t rape the willing but they.