Debbie stayed in touch by phone and we chatted about very trivial things. My mum and dad were full of the usual clichés; “how’s life treating you...” and the like. If only they knew the truth. I wanked several times in my bedroom over the weekedn thinking about Mrs Jones spanking me.When I got back on Sunday evening I opened the door and called out “I’m back!” but there was initially no reply. I knew Debbie must be at home as all the lights were on and I could even smell freshly made. It was really satisfying teasing off a corner of a strip of wallpaper, and then pulling a huge swathe of paper off the wall in one go. We had a competition on the back wall, where we took turns to see if we could pull the whole drop off from bottom to top without it tearing; and most of us managed it. It also made a lot less mess that way; Mum and Dad had once stripped off the paper in a room at home by washing it with warm water and then scraping, and it made a hell of a mess as the old. She swerved and headed into the woods, crashing through the trees. Branches and leaves tore at her bare flesh, but she didnt care. After a few hundred yards of running the woods broke, Lila found herself facing a beautiful green meadow filled with fireflies. Lila! Adam roared. Lila glanced behind her and saw Adams angry form pursuing her. She dropped her clothes to run faster, her blonde curls trailing behind her and tears rolling down her cheeks. She ran towards another forest and felt her. He went down and other than kicking some he lay sprawled on the ground.“Is he dead?”“I think so. We’ll wait a bit and be careful. When we go out you go to the left and keep the cart between you and him. Just don’t go so far to get in line between me and him. I’ll go right, and if he moves I’ll plug him again. He has to get his rifle into position and he can’t very well from where he is laying.”Finally I said, “Let’s go. Berta dodged to the left and kept a good distance from the cart until she.