Jen's antics continued when they hit the clothing stores. She insisted Will try on every hat she found, from cowboy hats to stocking caps to ball caps...with stupid slogans. Will took it in good humor, even when he looked so patently ridiculous that Dave couldn't help chuckling. The only time his mood dropped was when they were in Hallmark. He'd seen a particularly sappy romantic card, thought that Claire would like it, and then remembered.Jen must have seen his face fall. She walked up, gently. ”“Attention students,” came Mrs Drummond’s voice over the PA system. “Could all cheerleaders please make their way to room 12A immediately. That is all.”Across the school there were lots of bemused cheerleaders, none of them knowing what this strange summons could be about. Nevertheless, they were all excused from class, and made their way to the room. It was reasonably large, and capable of fitting in the 20 or so cheerleaders. When the girls arrived, they found that there were quite a few. I am an Assistant Professor here in a highly reputed research institute. Meet my sweet girlfriend Doyel,25 she works in a Company here. We were batch mates in college where our affair began, that is six years ago. We were like high-school sweethearts depicted in usual Hollywood teenage love story movies.As the time passed by, we came closer of each other. Now we are romantically very close and can not live without seeing others face. To cut a long story short, we are not like fairy tale couples. She noted it was bulging larger than before. Could they hurt her anymore? She doubted it, had she received six she could not remember. Oh god the pain was not subsiding. She felt what she imagined was the tip of the cane slowly tracing the lie of her sex. It was like receiving an electric shock. No sensation in her young life had ever come close. She let out an involuntary moan. This did not go unnoticed by her two tormentors. The cane then traced either side of her pussy lips, not touching.