On the way we made the usual small talk, nothing of any consequence, just questions about how long I'd worked at the trailer place, did I like my job,...how long had she had horses, how was the new trailer working out for her, stuff like that. It wasn't until we were seated at Denny's that she asked me the question that turned my face red:"Why do you look at me the way you do? From the first time I came into the showroom you have never taken your eyes off me."I stammered, hemmed and hawed, and I. When the principal called her up to the front of the cafeteria, she didn’t hesitate. Once she was up there, he told her that she would get six strokes. (Strokes being the slang word for spankings at this school)She didn’t even try to protest. She just laid herself down over the spanking table. He told her to grip onto the edges of the table which she did. Though she didn’t see it at first, he pulled out a paddle. It wasn’t his usual wooden one, but one made from an old industrial type fan belt.. She didn't remember breaking them, but that move she had pulled on Gauss carried could do that if you did not release before the person you were attacking hit the ground. Chief had warned her about it, once during a training session, but she also remembered him saying that it would be lethal to the target. She hoped so.She had probably been shot, and since her head ached and was wrapped in layers of gauze, she assumed that he had been a pretty good shot at that if he had hit her in the head. It was he that broke the trance that Bill had caused in the teenagers, "I got my mom drunk and then raped the old bitch."All the eyes spun toward the largest of the friends, Ronald shocked at the new information he had just heard.Sean must have felt the astonished hostility from his friends and volunteered more information, "The old skank begged me to shag her ass that night rather than take a chance on her bearing another brat - and I must have done a good job, because anytime I now wiggle my.