" Well, now that I am the principal, how about if I spank you for ruining my dress, and for all of the other practical jokes you pulled on me." But I ...aven't been spanked since high school. Besides, spanking students is no longer allowed." I said."You are no longer a student, and you wondered how you could it up to me for all the practical jokes you pulled on me. Especially the time the red paint ruined my dress. So how about it? You deserve to be spanked!" Well, I guess I deserve to be. He saw me in that bath towel and enquired “Why have I wrapped myself till chest”. I nervously told him that I don’t have such a body like him. He said its ok, not all human beings are equal. He said we are guys and we won’t have to be shy to each other. He said, “I m sure you r wearing undies, so you can remove the towel and get ready”. I was still shy as I know of my booby chest. Still, he insisted (maybe he wanna see me) so I somehow let go of my towel, thinking what the heck as I have to. Believe me, wimp,I don’t exaggerate and I’m understating it here. I’veheard words like those a thousand times. And I’ll neverget tired of it.Mary was still talking. “Harry, I’ve never felt anythingcomparable to the way you’ve made me feel. I swear, I’lldo anything you want me to do. Tell me to become awhore, and I’ll do it. Tell me to be your lowestservant, to serve you and your other women. Tell me tobe your toilet slave, like these. I, completely being taken, inched towards her, to take a close look at her boobs. I gently caressed those cones, with my hands.After that, don’t get surprised, I jerked off(of course, jerking woke me up, to clean myself, of my mess). Alas! My dream went in vain. Also I would like to add, that I am a day scholar, whereas my sister studies in one of the reputed college, in a far-off university. She is a hosteler, so she occasionally, come home. Now, I would like to share two experiences that I.