We walked into the shallows where the boys had pulled a bench into the water. The leader was sitting on the end of the bench and patted his knees. I...hesitated, but Linda gave me a little push and I went over and lay over his knees. He held me down with a hand over my back and began rubbing my ass cheeks. Then he started smacking. It was supposed to be ten smacks, but I think he went on for at least twenty. I was kicking and screaming by the time he let me up. I danced in the water. I really didn’t want to. You know how much I didn’t want to. But I didn’t have a choice. And I’ll make sure she’s gone long before either of them come back.”The doorbell rang.Will stood up. “Can you ... make yourself scarce for an hour or two? This might get messy and I don’t want you to get dragged in. Please?”She looked at him. “Alright, but you better fill me in after. This is weird Will.”“I will, don’t worry.”The bell rang again, impatiently this time.Will started towards the door, but his. Maybe a fake nose or some green face paint. I hadn't been expecting frilly black silk panties."Put 'em on, witchy."I slid them up my legs and she helped tug them into place."Tights now," she said and produced a pair of seven denier black tights with glow in the dark spider web patterns on them.I sighed and she helped me put them on, stroking my legs through them and making me wonder whether this might be a good idea after all. I had certainly never imagined how nice being touched through them. Fit and sleek, she was, with long, killer legs and a firm rear to get the point across. Rayne was her name.As Rayne stood there, she thought about all the special women who had gone through her life, and a few of her friends. One in particular had always stood by her. Dan was picking her up tonight as a special treat. He was going to take her to the bar and buy her some drinks, get her loosened up, and then let her dance the night away. He was a good friend, Rayne thought. A smile barely.