I was so lost inthought I shook my head out of my reverie to find that everyone in myEnglish class was laughing at me. The teacher had called on me to...answerher question about Mark Twain about 2 minutes ago.* * *I slipped the silver ring on my hand, and handed Carl the gold one. We'djust gotten home from school and my bitchy younger sister wasn't homeyet. We had my parents' house to ourselves for the moment. I handed Carlthe gold ring. "I'm literally putting my body into your hands," I toldhim. I honestly think that was what led to the events that followed, but Ive never come right out and asked her. See, the principal wasnt an idiot, and neither was Mrs. McKinley. She knew that hed catch on eventually, so in order to avoid that, she had to look busy. She set time aside to work with students on Theater Arts-y stuff. The students knew the tutoring sessions didnt matter, but as long as both parties played along with the rouse, everyone would stay happy. It was during one of these. The two men began to lash her stomach, legs, and tits with small cats. They delivered a dozen lashes or so and then they stopped the whipping to begin tickling her. Her laughter rang out as an anguished cry because of the frustration of being unable to even squirm away form the rampaging fingers - and feathers! They were starting to use feathers on her and the sensations doubled. Then they stopped and let her catch her breath even if she couldn't rest her strained muscles. But while she was. Her lips curved into a smirk. This made Adam stutter in his lecture. She leaned back on her chair, making her breasts come forward. She could almost see the sweat beads he had on his forehead. Adam realized that he could not go on the lecture. What she was doing distracted him. He gritted h teeth and quickly finished his lecture, asking the students to write an essay on the topic, until the remaining time passed. After a few minutes he walked around the class to see the student’s work. As he.