When the discussion had turned to corporal punishment, their friends were amazed that Debbie and Victoria had been the recipients of the cane so often...while at school as they looked and acted impeccably. Debbie always said she was good at school and up to the age of seventeen had only been caned once; that had been just one stroke on her hand when she had been sixteen by a teacher who she thought had just liked caning the girls. She added that she had always thought that she had deserved all. Clark guessed. Jessica hoped her face didn’t betray her surprise at the man’s knowledge. ‘You have someone on the inside,’ Jessica murmured. Mr. Clark just grinned again as a door behind him opened up. Jessica gasped when she saw Devon standing behind the evil man. ‘You!’ Jessica exclaimed. Devon gave her a sympathetic smile. ‘Not by choice,’ Devon muttered. Mr. Clark laughed. ‘You see my dear, like you, Devon is with me under duress. I’m holding his girlfriend hostage. Had he refused at. ”“No she wouldn’t ... I mean ... Would she really?”“Yes, do you like girls?”“I like girls better than boys, but I’ve never been with either one. You’re the first boy I ever talked to that I didn’t get into a fight with - even my brother.”“Why are you not fighting with me?”“Cause I don’t want to. You aren’t trying to get in my pants.”“I’d like to though, but I’d rather let you get into my pants.”“You’re funny - but you’re cute and you don’t act like someone who’s rich.”“I’m not rich. Gramps is.. My s!ster. Our eyes met in a moment of shared confusion and panic before I jumped back, falling onto my back on the floor."Holy shit," Melissa exclaimed. "Holy fucking shit." What the fuck?" I contributed."S-Sam?" Anna asked at the same time. She was sitting on the edge of the bed now, covering her sex with one hand and holding the other over her breasts. Her face was beet red."You guys were only supposed to kiss, or... or something. Not... that," Melissa said, one hand over her mouth. She.