“Well, Miss, I have never been properly punished, properly thrashed, and I guess you, being a headmistress, I thought this might be the place to com.... I’m not sure about the headmaster, although I like the idea of the humiliation of being punished by a couple.”“So you want a good thrashing - excellent! And humiliation. Oh! We can do humiliation, Rob,” she laughed. “ You say a real thrashing, Rob? What do you consider to be a thrashing? Six of the best perhaps? Or what?”My thoughts raced. ”“So you’re a black Indian. I bet there’s nothing about that in any history books.”“You’re right, and our tribal brothers are some of the most racially prejudiced people left in Florida. As for seeing me before, the most likely thought would be football. I played corner back for Tennessee under Johnny Majors.”“You intercepted a Stan White pass in the ninety-one Auburn game and ran it back for a score. It stopped our drive and we never recovered.”“To remember that you must have gone to. He watched her walk and noticed her beauty and remembered her simple caring. He’d never asked out a stranger before, but then he hadn’t noticed another woman again so quickly after getting his heart broken before. Maybe he could ask her out. No, it wasn’t really his style. He ate his food, stealing glimpses of Victoria doing her job. They occasionally caught each other’s eyes and smiled. He turned his paper place mat over deciding to write a short story. What should it be about? A boy and a. He could always apologize if she caught him and was mad. He really hoped she'd see him. He peeked out of the corner of his eye and saw a shadow at the window. Roger quickly stuffed his cock back in his pants and resumed working.Shelly walked by the window and glanced out. She froze thinking oh my god he's pissing into the hedge. Oh Jesus it must be 6 or 7 inches long and it's not even hard she thought. Her pussy buzzed as her hand rubbed at it through her panties as she backed away from the.