Before that, Kell had been my workout buddy. Now, he was becoming my new boyfriend by offering me his big cock. I had always worn a jockstrap in the g...m, too. In the locker room, I changed clothes in a booth and I didn't think Kell had ever seen me taking my panties on or off. I learned later that Kell had seen my panties under the curtain every time I took them off and put them on. He said it had been turning him on so much that all he had been thinking about for days was my little panties. He. The girls had gotten up early and did their morning routine, and also fixed a few items for Tracy to wear today.They each got a wooden spoon and went to their little slut to get her up. They lined up behind her, admiring her upturned ass. Silently, they counted to three and swung the wooden spoons on her bare ass. One spoon on each cheekTracy jumped and screamed from the sting on her ass, but she could not jump much, seeing she was hogtied. Both girls laughed and told Tracy it was time to get. "Poor thing looks all worn out." It'll spend the rest of the day recovering. You sure drain it." I'd hate for it to give out on both of us."He laughed. "Me, too. Now we'd better hurry. I think we're both supposed to be somewhere."Sammi made a perfunctory search for her panties. They were around somewhere, probably kicked under something in her excitement. Oh, well, as long as she kept her skirt down nobody would notice.Cindy and the other girls were waiting outside the building. Sammi felt wet. . I think."Her response didn't surprise me. I fully expected her to have some ambivalence about my new plan. On the one hand, she'd feel gratified that I was interested in lawyering -- of any variety. On the other, she'd worry -- some -- about what Daddy might think. Would he feel rejected? And supposing he did feel rejected? How would Mom feel about that? Good? Bad?... Both?My parents were complicated citizens.Her next question, too, was predictable. "Where would you go to law school?" she.