Again, those quiet platitudes, the cool hands easing over the marked cheeks, though she wondered if it was for her benefit or perhaps ‘Pecker`s!’ ... longer wait this time, then the curt, “ready?” by now she knew what was to come now, her head nodded, she had made the move without conscious thought. The cane swished… Thwack… the now expected red hot pain hit home, she screamed, louder than ever this time, sobs followed, tears head shaking, her foot again battering the big desk once more, urine. So Tess opened her eyes and found him looking at her with dark concentration. His hand again found her exposed nipples and continued to torment first one, then the other. When Tess was left with her breath hitching and little moans were coming from her throat, his hand slid down her body until he was pulling off her shorts. They pooled around her feet leaving her clad in only her gossamer panties. He found the edge and slipped under. Tess held her breath, the muscles tightening in her. “Then, we found out something which changed everything. I was pregnant with twins. Twins, Andy. I made an agreement with your father when we determined both the babies were girls. I would keep the first born, name her Andrea and give her my surname. That is you. Andrea Mathews. He would take the second born and name her Angela. He would give her his surname. Anderson. Angela Anderson. She is your twin sister, borne eleven minutes after you.”The room was deathly quiet, our collective breathing. They distorted my voice some, but I liked the Wizard of Oz effect.You're probably wondering about the microphone and the amp I used. As a part of my supplies, I had added a fair amount of basic electronic components. I'd set aside a small but full box of power rectifiers, a selection of resistors, a bunch of capacitors, and other basics like that. I'd done it just in case I was able to generate electricity using the windmill. The table in the 'wake up' room I'd been in specified no supplies.