The expression on his face made him smile, since the girl that he had helped rarely smiled, let alone laughed.Seth sat down on the bench next to them ...nd took out his lunch. He smiled over at Targa, and she smiled back shyly. He kept looking over at her, and when her friend left a little while later, he walked over and sat down next to her."Hi, I'm Seth," he introduced himself."Targa," she replied shyly."Listen, I've got more food than I can eat here," Seth told her. "Can I interest you in half. At the same instant, she felt the cane tap her in warning. She spread her fingers and pressed her forearms into the table, unsure how much the cane would hurt, but sure she deserved it.The cane bit deep into her panty-clad cheeks. For a moment there was no pain, then searing agony soared as a thin line of savage fire burned deep into her backside. She rammed her teeth together and hissed as the pain escalated. She worked her arms into the table and forced her feet to stay in place while the. ”She laughed at that, “Yeah, I was using a 1950's euphemism.”“It actually, I think, covered a whole range of behaviors, from fondling through the clothes to literally, as I said, jerking each other off.”“Well, with us, it was definitely the latter!”She was referring to a stunt we had pulled off in May of that year. We had both been near the end of our sophomore terms in that spring of 1975. While giving her a tour of my old neighborhoods in The Bronx, we had passed the Loew's Paradise Theater. “I almost fucking came the first time I saw this pussy,” he smiled, rinsing the razor in the bathwater and continuing to run the blades over her hot little snatch, “I knew you were the kinda girl to shave between your fucking legs... I knew you had a little bald pussy... only a fucking slut shaves her pussy... you’re a fucking slut Amy... you like guys’ cocks...” He was kissing her back and getting hard behind her. She just sat and cried waiting for him to finish. He ran the razor from her ass.