"On your knees, bitch." Gail complied, presenting her beatenrump to Gerda. Gerda had a wooden paddle and applied it tothe same places the cane had h...t, only now the rubber fingerswere driven into her flesh with every blow. Gail screamed andprotested, but she got her orgasm, two, one right after theother, and she slept pretty well.In the morning, Gerda was gone, but Miss Spiegel showed upwith a bowl of oatmeal for Gail's breakfast. She made Gailput on a simple dress over her punishment. Mr. Singh saw her and gestured at the seat opposite to him. She nodded and sat there.“Is something wrong sir?” asked Seema. “Is it about how I behaved in the restaurant last week? I’m really sorry about that, it won’t happen again.”“Calm down,” said Mr. Singh, “have the coffee.”Seema sipped the coffee nervously without taking her eyes off him. Mr. Singh rummaged through his pockets and pulled out his phone. Then he looked around to check if anyone was watching and turned the screen towards her.. .. I mean, it."Midge beamed at his praise, and even colored slightly at his indeliberate compliment that she was just as good-looking without 'any'thing, but she managed to push that reaction to the back of her head before it proved to be embarrassing. Cool it, she told herself. It was purely an asexual remark, a slip of the tongue. And as much as she wanted to, she wasn't going to read anything more into it."Let me just get the dinner on the table, okay?" Want any help, sweetheart?" It's all. The moment Fay and I started dancing acrowd started to form around us. It was difficult to swing in heels. Butas the song went on I got better at it. I swung Fay around, twisting andturning. I noticed my friends in the crowd all smiling. Ron, Julie,Chase, Val, Brittany. They were all clapping and cheering us on."I want you to flip me," she said while we were dancing."OK. Let's do some real quick jumps to practice," I led her into a frontto back Charleston where I was behind her. "OK Jump." I.