I soon realized that he must have seen me looking at the magazine from what happened next. As we sat sipping our drinks, he suddenly said "Teddy, now ...hat you're getting to be a man, do you ever have wet dreams?" Now mom had told me all about wet dreams when I first started to ejaculate, but I rarely had them, probably because I masturbated so often. Uncle Tim and I had never talked about sex before, but I wasn't too embarassed because we were good buddies and I trusted him enough to talk to. And I would like to thank Jennifer Wilson, our first pioneer." He motioned and Jennifer came out wearing the clothes she had worn to school that morning. Betty came out a moment later, also dressed but not looking as happy about it as one might have expected.Mr. Burns turned back to the students. "Let me explain. The experiment succeeded beyond our wildest expectations. Now you might wonder why it has been canceled. It has been replaced with something new. It has become obvious that you ladies. You then start pulling my shirt up and I help to remove it as you press your breasts against my chest. With your nipples now hard and tickling mine I start to remove your pants as you unbutton mine. Almost in sequence , our bottoms fall to the floor, Leaving very little between lust and fulfillment. Kissing passionately again you take one of my hands and place it on your ass and I slide it under the ultra thin layer of fabric covering your beautiful round ass. As I start grabbing and squeezing. Alive. And I would enjoy what it means. The arrangement I've dreamed of. Clear and unambiguous."She notes."And if I whipped you as punishment?" Then I would suffer it more. If I'd earned punishment, it would mean I had failed. I would hope not to make the same mistake twice." And for any other reason?" Then I would hope I was giving you pleasure."She nods. I continue."I do understand that escaping punishment might not mean escaping the whip. That choice would not be mine. " "You are correct. It.