Bracing myself up on sweat-soaked arms, my heart pounds madly in my chest and my lungs pump furiously as if to fight off suffocation. Perhaps that is ...ot such an unusual physical response. Staring around the room I feel trapped somehow; pinned inside the plane white walls and ceiling and floor. On the recesses of my memory I catch a fleeting image. A single brief shape.A grouping of circles.My body shudders suddenly from the cold of the room and my sweat-covered body. At least that's what I. ”“You’re crazy. What would a girl like her want with someone like me,” said Kari, as she looked at the girl. “Gad, she is looking at me and licking her lips.”“Boy,” said Kate, “she must have the hots for you.”“I don’t believe that.” Kari tried not to look at the blonde, but couldn’t. “I don’t believe it. She is giving me a beaver shot.”“What is a ‘beaver shot, Mom?”Kari had to smile. Since moving here, Kate seemed to be so grown up, but still seemed to be an innocent little girl. “A beaver is. I laid right down over her knee. She lifted my skirt up and then it happened. WHACK! She spanked me, hard!“Ow! That really hurt!” I squeaked.“It’s supposed to hurt, you little brat. If it didn’t hurt, it wouldn’t get your attention, now would it. Are you still thinking about my breasts?”It took me a second, bjt, honestly, I was. And I said so. That was met with, I dunno, like a billion hard smacks on my butt. I seriously think she wore herself out and that’s why it stopped. I was crying, like. “Good, now if you step closer to the desk. All the way, until your legs touch the desk,” the principal instructed. Ashley stepped forward until the edge of the desk pressed against her thighs and waited. Principal Grant opened a drawer and searched in it. Ashley was looking curious down over the desk wondering what he was looking for. But when she saw what he took out of the drawer, her stomach clenched in surprise. In his hand the principal held a wooden ruler. “He wasn’t going to…” Ashley.