Following the examination, all the girls scheduled for that week's punishment session gathered in the gymnasium, to draw lots handed out by Matron. Al...son drew the dreaded Black Spot. Her lip trembled as all eyes swivelled to look at this vision of loveliness, with her blonde tresses and flawless skin. (How was she to know that lotteries can be... shall we say... rigged).Ever since Saint Catherines discovered that (a) single sex schooling was beneficial to girls and (b) corporal punishment even. Picture or no, I am ready to check out and flee!However, as I turn, the lady behind the reception desk catches my eye and waves at us. We walk towards her.“I have a letter for you two.”I take the letter with trepidation and walk away, Sara following behind having caught my mood of desperation and seemingly lost in thought. I stop and I feel her warm arms around my waist as I start reading it. A key falls into my hand at I open it.“Hello Sluts,I knew you two would arrive.I hope Sara is ready for. My voice has been at its newregister for a year now. I looked like a girl before anyway, how couldthey not know? Plus, what the fuck am I going to do in the ladiesroom? I like men.This is a major adjustment for me. I think the surgery did somethingto affect my hormones. That doesn't make any sense, but I'm crying allthe time. I cried today in my car and then I cried when I got home. Ifeel like such an outcast. I basically just buried my head into Ryan'sshoulder and dumped it all on him.. She had cinched up her robe and Dot could no longer see her tit, but her robe gaped a bit and Dot caught glimpses of Mary’s hairless pussy. Dot had experimented with women in her younger years, but had been married and divorced since then. Every chance she got, she stole glances at Mary’s pussy and she could feel herself getting a bit aroused.After a couple more drinks, neither of them felt much inhibition and Dot asked her point blank, “How long have you been shaving your pussy?” Mary thought.