He screwed up his face and stared at her, waiting for an explanation. “I deserve to be spanked!” she announced, somewhat proudly. When the curmudg...on tilted his head and squinted at her in disbelief, she added: “Don’t you remember? Momma said if I misbehaved, you were to give me a spanking!” The old man spun her around, and smacked her on her rear end. “No, no, Mr. Brooks. You have to spank me on my BARE butt,” she instructed, as she leaned over his workbench and rested her hips on it. “Pull my. It is not a matter of affordability or sense of style that was worn; the uniform draped the wearer in status, especially for girls. 'Uniform' would seem to imply sameness and equality. But reflecting a stubbornly resistant class system of the British Public School, the uniform was a badge of authority and cause for and method to debase a student in a lower class.Case in point was Ursula Upton who was a 14 year old second former who had the misfortune of arriving at Gatwick Public School on the. ” Jason sat on one end of her sofa and she sat on the other. “Tell me, Aja -- why didn’t you ever learn to drive?”“It ... it just didn’t fit into my schedule,” she replied.“If you ever want to learn, I’d be happy to teach you. I taught my cousin to drive and she said I was a patient instructor.”“Thanks for your offer,” she replied, “but it’s simply not high on my agenda.” She sipped her wine. “By the way, before I forget it ... I mentioned to my uncle Oscar about the demo disc. I also mentioned. Every now and then, Laura would let her eyes burn into Vanessa's. I made you come for the first time on this sofa. Don't you remember?Vanessa's would burn back. How could you do that and then turn around and fuck Miss Braids! That uppity cunt you were with! I thought you loved me. Sort of.Vanessa's gaze turned plaintive. But at least she hadn't left in a snit, as Laura had feared. They both turned their attention to Shavon, who seemed to feel excluded by their hot stares."I love your blouse,".