"you have a car and can drive. Let's get in and take me wherever you want." I suggested. "Alright get my keys." he said. We went out to the car and pu...led out of the complex. We decided to just drive around town so we could learn what's there. We went to the same school as before we moved, but lived in the other side of the very large district. We've never been here so we checked the shops. I saw a bar with a rainbow bracelet on it's logo and winked at Alex. We both laughed. There was also the. She hesitates for another moment or two, and then slides out of the chair. She takes off her glasses to slide her sweater over her head, putting it neatly back on the chair. Underneath she had on a plain white t-shirt. She looks me in the eyes carefully, as she undoes the button on her jeans, runs down the fly and hooks her thumbs in the waistband, taking them off as well. She's got white cotton panties on underneath, adding to her angelic innocent persona.She stands before me in her t-shirt. Many of the girls watching this event were struck by the red mark that had appeared on Monica’s left bottom cheek. It was in the perfect shape of the sole of the slipper that Miss palmer still held aloft. As Miss palmer started her next run toward the target, Monica sobbed and her plump bum trembled in anticipation.THWACK!! Again Monica shot up into the air and did her war dance again, almost tripping up over her knickers that were still hung around her ankles. Amidst much sobbing and crying on. I open the window as normal, but I am not naked and ready to go, in all honesty I think I’ve missed the boat and everybody will be up and dressed and going about their business. I scan the neighbouring houses and there seems nothing is going on, but then, by chance, I catch movement in the corner of my eye. It is in the bedroom of a woman called Jean, she is in her mid-sixties and recently retired from work. She is an active but plump woman, with grey hair and glasses. She is very keen on.