And still I go on. When I guess that we are at about 150, I increase the strength a third time. But not too much. It is still a rapid rain of light sw...ts with a wooden rod. Tap tap tap. 200. And again a bit harder. But not too much. By now my sister is clearly uncomfortable, she is moving this way and that, and I bet that her ass is quite tender. That, after all, was my plan all along: tenderise her bottom with light hits that don't count in her eyes, so that the real hits later will have much. Terri watched the show with amusement. Then it occurred to her that Obo and Buck could provide some entertainment of a different sort. Terri walked over to the area where the jester had parked his horse trailer and where Buck was tied when not performing. Terri engaged Obo in conversation and made a proposal while pulling a couple bills bearing the likeness of Benjamin Franklin from her purse."Oh my ma'am, I don't know about that," Obo said. "Buck's very reliable and he'll do whatever I tell. Aha! I clipped them to my belt loop already. I put my things in my classroom, pick up my lukewarm coffee, and go stand by my classroom door in the hallway. Usually the teachers across the hall and I chat while we wait for the bell to ring, but Mrs. Costa is absent today. Mrs. Peterson is later than I am this morning, and she’s flying in at the last minute. It’s casual Friday, and I see that she has taken it to the extreme. Yoga pants. Interesting choice. I’m sure she thinks the same about my. Tara knew in that moment that not only was she going to let it happen, she was going to enjoy it. Even if she could never admit it to herself, there was a part of her that was excited at the idea of being pleased by two men at the same time and now these boys would make her do all kinds of bad things. She was going to try and embrace it and decided to indulge herself.They closed in on her, shedding clothes and brandishing impressive weapons. "Alright boys, do it to me hard!" She moved into.