God, she thought, what if I get in trouble with another Mistress today, and earn more caning besides that which she faced this afternoon? What about h...r aunt, and what would she have to say about her carelessness? Surely twenty-four strokes of the cane from the headmistress would satisfy even her aunt.She got through all the morning lessons without even one more stroke of the cane. Sally reckoned she had her guardian angel to thank but maybe the headmistress had taken pity on her and given. He was strong.I had enough and doing in public place was risky. I forced him to take us home. I consoled him “ Ajj sham ko main tere saath chaloongi, Kahin aur jahana itna traffic nahi hoga. “ I asked him to bring his Identity card and gave him a pair of my husband’s dress which he will return. I kept my son and husband in home and came out. I called him on his phone. I told him to keep his auto in his home and meet me outside this hotel. I reached the hotel and he came there after one hour. I. I screw my eyes shut and force myself to recall the number of books I normally see at this desk – one, two….five. Yes, five. The numbers tally. So that is it, then? All he’d done was rearrange a pile of books on his table? How the fuck is that supposed to be a clue? At first guess I wondered if it might be the geometric progression of the books’ dimensions. Given my field of expertise and the nature of this game…it seemed very likely. Then again, a puzzle of dull, diminutive data like that. Sucks my cock in the breaks should I give her a $5000 pay rise too." Kim looked shocked. She looked down at her tits grabbed her jersey and pulled it over her head revealing her EE cup bra encased breasts. She wore a skirt with a hem line about mid thigh showing her great long legs. "No" she said quietly. I moved behind her and unzipped her skirt. It fell to the floor. Kim was wearing a garter belt stockings and crotchless panties. The flat sole shoes were boring. "Sit on the couch " I issued.