He sometimes plain didn't know which was worse, the looting mobs of drug-addled sinners or the pious know-it-all bureaucrats and military of the new o...der. It seemed best to him to just steer clear of them all until the chaotic situation settled down a bit more.Some of the new recruits were rough and ready country boys from the counties north of Sacramento and they had all the outdoor skills needed to keep ahead of the Military searchers and the local "bad boys". At last count, he saw that they. “Okay. Let’s do it together sometime.” Glancing up at me, she groped the lump in my jeans. “Are you really horny?”“Are you really sore?”“Yeah. But maybe...” Her hand moved. She rubbed me before reaching for the button. A slight struggle and it popped open. She lowered the zip and slipped her hand inside my boxers, finding and holding my erection. She squeezed, testing my state, and wrestled it out. Letting it go, she pulled my Polo shirt up exposing my stomach. What was she doing?Shuffling to. There was no denying it. Tanya was exposed. She felt like a very naughty little girl indeed bent over that desk, feeling the cool air on her bare behind.Mr Davill slowly removed his leather belt. Tanya started to cry."Oh, you'll have plenty to cry about sweet Tanya," Mr Davill brushed her bare bottom with his hand and leaned into whisper in her ear. "I'm going to give you a taste of the belt today and it will hurt. But I hope that this will help you to remember to be a good girl in the future.". She suddenly stopped, concerned about his reaction to her sexual activity.He smiled and reached out to take her hand saying, “I guess some things never change. Your grandmother had the same complaint about boys when we became intimate in college. Fortunately, I had been well trained by an older woman and showed her what good sex was. She liked it so much she married me!” Sara was wide eyed and Grandpa smiled even wider. He knew what she was thinking. “You don’t think that older people have ever.