A couple minutes passed and she said “That’ll work. I’m booking business class so I can relax. Besides, your dad has plenty of money. But I need...to get going. Can you call me a Uber?”Grace had showered last night so she just needed to freshen up and throw on some clothes. Looking forward to her truck flashing trip down 95, she’d packed light, and short. She slipped into her sheer black bra and panties, pink blouse and a short, light-blue jean skirt.“Bye girls, love you,” shouted Grace as she. That confirms much of what we already suspected,” stated Kim.“What do you think we should do about it?” asked Barbara.“The first thought to my head involves walking the plank,” answered Marie Isley.Julie commented, “I’d suggest keelhauling, but Wilson’s so fat he’ll slow us down so much it’ll take us another ten hours to get to our destination. I always felt he was an asshole, but I’d no idea just how bigoted he was. Giving us the right to vote a mistake; I’ll show him a real mistake when I. But just so you'll know: I love you in every way there is," I said. And I probably would forever, too."Good, Chris. 'Cause I love you too." And then she tousled my hair and went out to her own room.I got up and made my way to the bathroom, just in my boxers and t-shirt. After doing my thing in there, I came out and Lu was waiting, wrapped up in a terrycloth robe. It came down to mid-thigh and I got a boner again thinking that she might be naked under there. That wasn't that unusual, because I. A minute passed as they stood there, each waiting for the other to speak. In the case of the headmaster though, it was more like standing before a statue of stone. Her mind spin as she bit down on her lips again, trying to think of something to say.“I’m going to be punished?” she asked.It was both a question and a statement at the same time, and the headmaster drew on his pipe, slowly blowing the smoke out through the air.“Do you feel like you deserve to be punished?” he asked.Immediately, she.