She even sat with her legs together with ankles crossed in anumistakably girlish fashion. The way her voice went up and down involume to accent her th...ughts was as well done as any female Ryan hadever heard. All this stregthened Ryan's belief that these kids were different fromhim. No amount of physical or mental change could make him thatpassably feminine in appearance and act. It seemed to him that hisclassmates had given up and were giving in to whatever was happening.Not so with him. He was. Her heart began to race and her cunny was nearly crying wet, so excited by the feel of Santa’s cock and the thought of making the top of the nice list. “I think I should be at the top of your nice list this year Santa.”Jeremy moved a little, thinking this was another accident… but now her hand didn’t move. He adjusted himself, letting the fluff of his suit slide down a little to cover his groin that was now nearly throbbing. He smiled at her under that fake beard. “Oh… oh I see. Well, what is. That was not nearly as ingrained in popular culture at the start of the millennium as it is now. He was giving me a way out. This was it. I would either go through with it or abandon the whole idea.I took a deep breath and plunged in with my reply: "I'm sure." Would it be easier if I take a more dominant role here, like a teacher?" he asked. I nodded, sensing that having some of my control taken from the situation was exactly what I wanted. "Okay, I can do that. I quite enjoy it, actually. We. I didn’t mind, as she was so used to seeing me naked; and glancing towards her as I undressed turned me on actually; seeing her flatten out her skirt, run her fingers through her hair, roll her sleeves up, and all the time giving me a strict stare and leaving the hairbrush in full view for me. It all turned me on. As usual, once I stood in front of Sharon, this time naked, my hands behind my back. Sharon asked in a firm tone, “Do you know why you are being spanked, young lady?” “Yes, Sharon, I.