. . less the shirt, shoes and socks. Aimee excused herself and left the room. "Alright Julie . . . here's what we decided. I wrote a little erotic sto...y before you guys came over and Aimee has agreed to act out the parts as you read it. She says you guys are old enough and will keep your mouths shut about what we are about to do. You are going to be the director and the reader of the story, which should be pretty fun. The only request I have, is for you to drop your shorts and do your reading. Grab Uber and made my way to the house making a stop at the store grabbing the six pack of beer as we pull down the road and into the driveway is about 10:30 almost 11 a clock. I grab my bags walked up to the door and walked in. I know this liquor bottles on the counter and night some food that was cooked look like my wife was right she had friends over and it looks like she still does I couldn't wait to see her as I made my way into the house heading towards the bedroom I heard noises and. Mrs. Jenkins got out of herchair and began to hand out the scores for yesterday's quiz. When Isaw my score of 20 I knew I was in trouble. "You girls did fairly wellon the first quiz. But some of you need to do a better job and studymore! I felt her pinch the back of my hair and give it a sharp pull!"Isn't that right Lee?" Ouch! Yes mam, I will study harder next time." The girls begangiggling as Mrs Jenkins glared down at me. "You girls stop yourlaughing! Now, everyone open your undergarment. For playing hooky yesterday, I am going to give you 12 swats with the paddle I have used on you before. You know it's going hurt, and I know it's going to hurt, but it's something that needs to make sure you don't play hooky again. Do you understand?" Yes, Mr. Engels," she send in a voice that conveyed how afraid she was of her impending punishment.Looking at Mrs. Evans he decided to give her four sets of three swats. In each set, one swat would be at the crown of hips, one swat would be a.