“You need to discipline me. I need to be spanked for not doing what I am supposed to do.”Brad looked at her confused, he had never thought about h...tting his mother. “I can’t spank you mom.” “Don’t look so worried” Vicki said, “If, I didn’t want this I wouldn’t have let you be my master.”Brad took the paddle reluctantly not knowing how to spank his mother. Vicki walked over to the ottoman, got down on all fours over the ottoman with her ass in the air gripping the legs on the far side she looked. I did know that she was not wearing a bra, but it wasn’t too obvious in her dress the way it was made.After everyone left, Babs said she had saved a special birthday present for when we were alone. My first thought was her naked body, but I was wrong. She went to the hall closet and pulled out this large flat box that was wrapped and had a bow. It must have been 3 foot tall and about a foot and half wide and about 6 inches thick. She told me to try and guess what it was. I guessed a poster for. He told me to pick my outfit out so I selected a grey pleated mini skirt, short sleeved white blouse and tie and some black shoes, however something was missing so I asked if he had any white knee length socks as that would make me a proper schoolgirl and unfortunately he hadn’t but said he would get some for next time. Having got dressed in my uniform (still wearing stockings & suspenders) I returned to the bedroom.Peter instructed me to bend over the bed which I did, he then pulled my skirt. Garry, thoughtful, emotional and very intelligent wanted to say it was because he loved her and wanted to make her happy. But this was both a lie and even with his best friend an unwise statement to make. Instead he chose another lie, an easy one, "What John said started to make sense. You?" He turnd to his small friend expectantly.The freckles stood out on the cheeks and forehead beneath the light of noon, as Jessy looked across the field where a group of girls were giggling and tossing around.