I had sat stunned for the rest of the journey home. She had called me Cindy. I got home and went to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and as I stared i... the mirror I squinted my eyes. With my long fair hair still hanging on my shoulders it was easy to imagine that it was Cindy and not me standing there.Sleep didn"t come easy. Thoughts wandered through my mind of Marie and Cindy together.I eventually went to sleep only waking as the alarm sounded. I got up feeling groggy with effects of the. The Caning Master they called me, which I rather liked.I bid Kelly to enter, which she did rather nervously. Kelly was a pretty girl, at that stage of womanhood where she was all knees and elbows. She walked over to me desk like Bambi on Ice. Long tanned legs, ungainly as yet. Clumpy shoes with block heels did not aid her gracefulness. A bum which had yet to fill out to full womanhood. I could see this through her regulation brown school skirt, worn short to show off her rather nice thighs.. She had agreed, but hadn't believed it. She said, "It's time to get ready to face another day."Denise got up and stepped into the shower. Wanting to punish herself, she stood under the freezing cold water. She washed her body without trying to wash away her sin. She felt that her soul was irrevocably stained. Moving woodenly, she dried off and then trudged upstairs to make breakfast.She cooked, she ate, and then she waited for Dale to make his demand of her. When he gestured to his lap, she. When Kerry leaned forward to reach her drink the V neck section of the dress slightly parted, giving Lucy a side view of her entire left breast! She had to suppress a gasp and tried to remember she was supposed to be being supportive (of the tearful woman, not the breast.) Still, Lucy couldnt help feeling slightly pleased at the outcome of the date. Earlier she had thought about this man being with Kerry and it had sparked a deep sense of jealousy in her. It made her feel guilty, and she knew.