Proper skirts have more material than pants. In fact, it's only in these post-Christian times that women don't cover their legs with long skirts."(Car... had a thought, "Doesn't more material mean an, uh, more costly array? I thought that was against the Bible?")Aaron said, "And as somebody who's just become old enough to be damned, I agree with the post-Christian feminists. A woman should be able to walk down the street nude."Evy told the na?ve child, "The rest of it goes, "...without being. "And even though I shook my head, every fantasy that I'd had for the past month began to flow through my mind. All the stories of those girls getting raped - all the thoughts of a man finding me in the pool and having his way with me. And now it was actually happening.Without meaning to, I let a moan of pleasure escape from my lips. Waves of heat began to tingle through me, and I felt my legs begin to shiver. Fuck, I felt so helpless. Even the pain was starting to feel good, to tingle through. They talked beside her car, him standing very close to her. There was a moment of awkward silence as they looked into each other's eyes. He leaned forward and kissed her. She wasn't overly attracted to him, but just his interest in her turned her on. She closed her eyes and kissed back, opening her mouth and allowing his tongue inside. His hands cupped her ass, pulling her close as she sent her tongue into his mouth. Her vagina was tingling as she kissed him, feeling her ass cheeks being. Two strokes.” He brought the strap down hard on her open hand.“One Sir” She changed hands he brought it down again, its force exploding across the base of her thumb. “Two Sir” She remained with outstretched hands until he told her to sit. She could feel the flesh of both hands thickening from the blows and she needed to put them in her armpits to ease the pain. “Sit.” He commanded. She did, automatically assuming ‘lecture posture’ although she was wearing an evening dress and it covered her.