.. no lifting of mountains, trains or cars for me. And while I do have a great deal of stamina (I've been known to run laps for hours unless interrupt...d) I'll never win a marathon because I'm just not that fast. So I guess I'm off the hook there. Authority? There's the rub. If I wanted to ... if I really wanted to ... I'm pretty sure I could be the only authority. It would entail a hell of a lot of work on my part, but it could be done. So I guess I've got to split the difference on that. "Maybe we should go upstairs or do you want to," His voice trailed off.I blinked at him. What? Here? In the kitchen? I nearly burst out laughing."Upstairs," I told him. Definitely upstairs.Suddenly self-conscious, I fiddled with my hair which was curled over my shoulder in a tied ponytail. I couldn't speak, so I just nodded as I watched him get up and go to the kitchen sink.My eyes suddenly dropped to his crotch and I shivered all over like I had jumped into a cold shower. Oh my God. Here I go.. In the present case, it would be kept strictly between the three of us.”“I don't quite see where this is leading, Headmaster.” But Alison had a very good idea and the thought of it was making her insides quiver.“What would you say, Miss Brown, if I suggest that you, as the injured party, give the offender that 'damned good spanking'. Take her across your knee and smack her bottom long and hard.”“Oh, Headmaster –”“Is it not exactly what you want to do, though?The Sports Mistress hesitated, then. He would fax me a list of poses he'd want, and asked if she could wear that white bikini again. I insisted on half payment in advance, with the other half due upon receipt of the prints. The shoot was scheduled for that Thursday evening, after Cindy got off work.When Thursday came, I was getting nervous; I could just see the cops breaking my door down, and locking me up as a pervert. When Jenny and Cindy got there, though, all my fears subsided. We went through several shoots with Jenny's top.