?Yes, Yates, you are indeed a delinquent student? I say, as I step close to him. His cock, though filled with thorns and bristles, is quite stiff agai...?there’s just no way to keep it down! But I’ll try.?You must learn to be a good boy, Yates. You must begin to concentrate on what’s important in life?how can we allow you to graduate from Ponsonby otherwise?? But of course Yates would never graduate if he could help it. He has already embezzled quite a bit of cash from his father’s firm just so. "That's enough, guys. She didn't mean to do it. And I'm sure she'sreally sorry--aren't you, Sweetie?" Yes!" I wailed. "I-I'm VERY sorry Sir! And I swear it won't happenagain. Just please don't spank me any more!" Good girl." Ed shifted me off of their collective laps so I as kneelingon the floor once more. Just give us each a kiss to show you're sorryand no hard feelings."The idea of kissing these men appalled me. But the threat of continuedspanking was even worse!"Yes Sir," I started to rise,. ’ He sat back and accepted a cup of coffee from Ginger with a smiling nod of thanks. ‘I see how you’re managing to do it, with a few careful offerings of licensed technology for sale, but it is more than that. You run a very tight ship in a lean way. That’s even more remarkable when one considers the length of the hair of many of the inmates in your zoo here, ‘he chuckled, ‘I can see that everyone here is quite busy and happy to be so.’ ‘Danke Papa,’ she smiled, sensing just a hint of an. He rubbed her knee, enjoying the look of bliss on her face when he started to massage her calves. “Oh, yeah,” she moaned, and he shifted his hand higher, up and over her thigh. He was rubbing and massaging her muscles, his hands burning where he touched her skin. She was shifting around slightly uncomfortably, and he knew she was aroused. Her legs parted on their own when he pressed his hand between them and started rubbing her inner-thigh close to her hidden valley. His fingers felt the heat.