Neither confined themselves to use of a wooden ruler in doling out punishment, as leather tools such as belts, floggers, flails and, of course, the ta...se were all within the school’s disciplinary tradition.But punishment was not why the freshman assembly was called this day. Headmaster and Headmistress took turns explaining to the assembled youth the importance of Fairweather’s Frosh Fun Fridays and what they, this year’s freshman class, needed to understand and appreciate this rite of passage. Right there... Right where your fingers are probing me, daddy... Even when I imagined their cocks pounding into me there... Imagining them just like I am right now... Getting so hot, so wet over them..." Baby... Please... Don't do this... It... It hurts..." But daddy... It feels so good... imagining them fucking me for real... Blocking out your fingers and picturing their cocks... Fucking me, daddy... Fucking your little girl..."His fingers worked harder inside me even as he moaned his. She came up to me and asked me if she could have lunch with me. She's never said two words to me before." Did you have lunch?" Yeah. At first she started hanging on me and I was suspicious it was a joke or a dare or something. I guess I came down on her pretty hard, she looked like she was ready to cry. She said I've changed, she felt she could talk to me. I guess I've scared a lot of people off." What did the two of you talk about?" Well, at first she wanted me to go to the Halloween dance. This made the task that much racier and daring.Trailing behind each girl would be sorority sisters who would monitor the racers' progress and make sure all the rules were followed. Racers were not allowed to go back for or pick up their clothes before reaching WalMart in the nude. The Sorority President would be at Points A, B and A again to record the racers' efforts ( via cell phone camera, of course ) and a small trophy would be awaiting the winner. However, a symbolic but sound spanking.