" Oh," I said realizing that she left and I never even realized it."You get very focused on what you're doing, don't you?"I nodded. "It's nice sometim...s... other times it's kind of bad because Idon't know what's going on around me."He nodded. "You are a lot like Amanda there... I mean Mommy..." he saidwith a sigh. "Are you done swimming?"I thought for a moment and asked. "Ten more laps? It'll make an evenone-hundred?"He laughed. "Go ahead."Knowing he was probably hoping to do more than stay in. He set a hard and fast rhythm. His grip on her hips impossibly tight as he fucked her. She met him thrust for thrust, circling and grinding back against him. So so needy, he thought. It turned him on all the more. He wasn’t quite certain what all she liked and didn’t have the time to find out. He started to spank her between thrusts, alternating cheeks. Both of them turned a beautiful shade of pink as he continued, each spank causing her pussy to clamp around him.Getting close, she wiggled her. Rigby had heard about that a dozen or so times, and the unused lock was now hanging from his room’s doorknob.The teacher looked around and saw that several people could not get their locks open. “Get some help; help each other,” she said showing a girl in the front row to do it. It took ten or fifteen minutes until everybody could get their locks open. She made them all do it three times and suggested they put the tag with the numbers in their pocket or purse. Then she assigned lockers, going. Friday rolled around and I was getting dressed to go see my Headmaster, but as I stood in front of the mirror in just my stockings and high heels I thought about him saying that he never had good reason to cane me. I turned my back to the mirror, pushed out my bottom and while looking over my shoulder imagined what his reaction would be to see me like this, but as I stood and pictured nice long thick purple cane strokes on my bottom my pussy was quickly becoming very wet. I shook off the notion.