"What'ya think of her? Quite a cute little number isn't she?"Ginny shook her head incredulously. "Cute, yes... but can it fly?" Sh-h-h-h," whispered R...ck, "don't let Nancy hear you talk like that." Nancy?" Ginny looked around for another face, but they were apparently alone in the huge hangar."Yeah... That's her name. Nancy, meet Mrs. Dennison from California."Ginny felt rather awkward, never having been introduced to an airplane before, and she didn't know quite what to reply. "Uh... could we. She had been spanked on the bottom by the Head of Music, Mrs. Hatton, an experience which she admitted to herself that she had enjoyed, and she had also been spanked by her English teacher, Mrs. Lindsay with a small leather paddle. That had hurt, and she had cried afterwards.The girls looked over at Nicola McNamara, who was standing to their left-hand side with her arms folded across her chest. They then turned to look at the double doors at the back of the hall. As soon as they did this, the. They all agreed that the notes were similar but not the same. We didn't even know what notes they were. I did know that the next higher A was double the frequency of the lower A and the one lower half of the original.The next day we could play ten notes one was the higher one and was not fitting into the rest yet. I tried playing some music I knew but it didn't sound anything like it had ever played on a piano.Manlius and Iulius came much later in the day and both listened to my serenade. They. And so far, he thought, it was going well. His hand stroked through her tangled bangs. He moaned encouragement and watched her head begin to bob faster. Her tongue moving from gingerly teasing him to whipping quick circles around him, turning like a tornado, making wet slurping sounds. Her hands found his, and squeezed her fingers between his. She pulled off, her lips parted and wet, her face blushed concealing her freckles. When they kissed, she tasted like a cigarette, but he didn’t care..