Both girls got a well deserved round of applause and were helped back to their seats.The Head then motioned to the wings and a curtain was drawn back....Gasps from the audience of girls.The caning bench had already been set up and adjusted to the correct height. A sturdy wooden bench, waist high.Topped with padded leather which had seen the sweat of many girl's tummies. Bolted firmly to the floor.On the floor, where the girls hands would be, two rings solidly fastened down.'Bring out Michelle". She had attended several different churches as a child but had never been baptized and knew nothing about the Catholic Church. The work wasn't that hard but there was so much about the church she didn't know and so many parishioners would stop and talk to her. Hazel had helped her find some simple but nice clothes that she enjoyed wearing... in fact she enjoyed the simplicity of her new life. She was really too busy to feel lonely but some nights she would lie awake and think about John. ‘Look, an agent will get you in the door. An agent will get you a fair and fast read, which is all an author can really ask for, and if your book is accepted, an agent will get you a better money deal, hands down. That’s what an agent can do for you.’ I frowned. ‘Are you a good agent?’ He smiled, raising an eyebrow. ‘Are you a good writer?’ ‘I’m very good.’ I looked down at his hand on my arm and back up at him. He nodded. ‘So am I.’ The intercom buzzed and we both jumped. ‘Car’s ready,’ Josh. "He seems like a nice guy and I noticed you staring at his cock as he was leaving" I replied. Her response was quick, "Well, honey, it's been almost a week since we had sex and if you remember I didn't cum. A girl does get horny. You guys can look a women's breasts and pussies, why can't I admire a harden cock?" I had to chuckle because she was right. Around 1PM, Jeff called. I answered the phone. He asked what time he should come over. I said let me ask Carol. I asked Carol and she said,.