“It’s about time you were punished for the all little mini dresses, miniskirts, bikini tops, skin tight leggings, see-through tops… And pearl th...ngs.” Lily’s eyes widened a little and her legs closed together. She bit her lip. “P- punished?” she asked, unsure of her situation. “Punished,” I said flatly, turning my attention to a few sheets of paper in front of me – god only knows what they were. “As in…” Lily trailed off for a second, clearing her throat. “Are you going to write me up? Or…” I. It was at this moment that she felt the presence of someone behind her. She wanted to turn round but she was too scared to do so. So she stayed still, hoping it was just a feeling.Suddenly, this person grabbed her from behind, put his hand over her mouth and pushed her inside the iron gates....they were open after all. She couldnt see who he was but kept walking as he pushed her inside the house. It was dark but she could see that it was well decorated. He took his hand away and told her 'Dont. The look in her eyes, coupled with the intensity with which she was fingering herself, let Taylor know that Mary Ann was close. Taylor gave me one more smirk before turning back to focus her attention on Mary Ann – I think I got a little harder, if that was even possible. Taylor took the scrubber and began to gently wash Mary Ann’s shoulders and neck, all the while staring into her eyes. Their locked gaze only solidified my understanding of the connection they shared – these two really knew. She was physically the same size and height as me and one day I was expecting the arguments to become violent.Simon was a nice lad but he, too, was getting increasingly harder to manage. He would get aroused at the slightest thing, get embarrassed about the tenting in his trousers and run to the toilet or his room to take care of it. We all had to pretend we didn't notice, but even Leanne had seen the frequent erections and had asked me about it once when Simon had run out with his hand over.