? The Governess bent her rattan cane. ?Do you just spend all your time drawing Red Indians in your copybooks? Do you ever do any work at all?? She pau...ed. ?Why should I cane you? You’re a grown man, and a father of three children. You appall me.?This was true. Cornelius’s father Cornelius Froding Hewel III, (Called ?Neil?) was swimming in the river with his grandchildren, Cornelius V (called Corny) and Corny’s brother Billows, and sister Colleen. What would she do to him? Would she beat him. “Whatever,” she said with a slight smile. “Have fun.” I was sleeping when I heard her stumble in the house, with someone else? I heard her friend Kim’s voice and instantly thought, “Hmmm maybe a drunken threesome,” which I knew would never happen. She was saying thanks for the ride and telling her friend how much she loved her when things went silent. The sounds of moaning made me wonder exactly what they were doing. I slowly crept out of the bed to take a peek and what I saw completely. At some point it occurred to her that Mike was a very good kisser. In a strange sort of way, it made her proud to know her best friend was so gifted. The next time their lips separated, Mike started to say something. It was going to be about how they should stop, she was sure of that, and sure he was right. They’d have to do that, soon, but not now, not just yet. Before he could say anything, she snuggled closer and pulled him back onto her waiting mouth. After that, the kisses became more. The boy was blackmailing her sexually. He wanted her body as his reward for keeping quiet. Which only gave him more ammunition to use against her if he ever decided to do so."So I just jump up on the desk and spread 'em for you, is that it?" He smirked. "Something like that. But not quite. Not this time." "You little cocksucker!" He laughed' at her. "That's not my bag. I just want a piece of that sweet ass of yours. Literally. Up on your feet, bend over the desk and spread those lily white.