“Alaina, no!” she hissed. “Ooh, this was a bad idea,” she said softly.Alaina murmured against the hand. She really wanted to—“Alaina, you ...aid you weren’t allowed to tell me about that!” Laura said, looking over with a serious look on her face.Alaina squirmed in her seat, trying vaguely to dislodge the hand over her mouth. She knew she wasn’t supposed to say anything, but she really, really cared about Laura, and it wasn’t only from her Quirk, even if she did keep trying to pass the blame off. She really had hoped that her emotions would change the more that she was spanked, but they never did. She often wondered whether it was the fact that she was caned three times during the last term at sixth form college. She had lost all interest in learning, and bunked off college freely, but was occasionally caught and each time was sent to the headmistress and caned. Of course, that was never a turn on, and those feelings of the cane being used to punish her and not for any sexual excitement. There was the scent of flowers in the air, and the scent of trees, and moist earth. Here in the woods this was hardly unexpected, but Paul was searching for another aroma, one he thought he had detected a moment ago.There it was! Unmistakable, it was the scent of the citrus perfume his girlfriend, Paula Akron, had doused herself with as the first action in this game of advanced hide and seek. The children had been reading The Beasts of Tarzan, by Edgar Rice Burroughs, and they had become. Deep down I didn't feel like Jolene was the kind of person who could be capable of seducing me and then my sister. My heart ached with the thought that I had misjudged Jolene. Standing near the end of the depot talking to myself like a crazy person I didn't notice my mother until she walked up to me.“Christine, sweetheart, what are you doing?” The look on her face was one of bewilderment. She probably thought I'd gone crazy in that mass of people called New York City.Mumbling to myself, not.