She was no good, she thought, and deserved all that he was saying. There had been many lovers before Martin, and scores since they had been married. B...t one thing kept them together. No man could please her as he did. No man was cruel enough, hard enough or could give her what she needed.Most of her lovers were only preludes to what would come to her at home. A single climax with any of them was not what she needed. They were her tools to excite her before she knew she would be taken by Martin. Just don’t tell my parents.” “Tom, what does your Dad punish you with?” “A Scottish tawse.” “Go and get it.” I went to my Dad’s office and returned a few minutes later with a tawse that had been in the family for multiple generations. It was made of heavy leather hide and was about 18” long including the handle , 2’ wide and ¼ inch thick. It had obviously see a lot of use. I handed it to Sandi who swished it in the air a number of times and said “This should work nicely.” “How many strokes. "Hiya Lilly, hi Elsa," George said pleasantly which was met by more giggles. He had known Lilly since she was little and liked her. He was always nice to his friends' siblings, having none himself. Dave's two smaller brothers hero-worshipped George and he had always gotten along well with Lilly; sometimes better than Jack did.Elsa, Lilly's friend and the little sister of another of George's class mates, was the same age as Lilly, but still quite little-girlish to look at. Lilly on the other. In short, he was your average high school student."But over the course of this last year, he changed so many of us in this class and this school. He showed us how one boy, no, how one MAN, with a conscience and a set of convictions could change what needed to be changed."He showed me that the "in" crowd didn't know a thing about who the important people in this class were. He showed us that people that we thought were beneath us were really at least as good as we were, and many times, were.