My tongue brushed Mitsuko-hime’s. My hands slid up and down her wet back, brushing her long hair and then down to grasp her round butt, pulling her ...ighter together.Mitsuko-hime broke the kiss. Her nose brushed mine. I saw such sadness in her eyes.“What, Ojo-sama? What grief weighs on your heart.”“I don’t want to be sad with you,” she whispered, her finger tracing my cheek. “I savor our time with you.”It had been a three full cycle of the moon since we had kissed, spring gone and summer upon. She took the cane back to the cupboard only to take out a slightly thicker one.‘You have two options 6 months detention or the cane on your bottom and a treat’I was between a rock and a hard place but before I had a chance to answer..‘Bend over the desk, hold the sides, nipples just touching the top and legs apart’So there I was at her mercy. She rubbed the cane over my bottom and gave a few light non painful touches.Then I heard it before I felt it whoosh, contact on the middle of my bottom.. I had laid it on the table last night after getting over the view both ladies had created.Two male asshole / dickhead / shit for brains take your pick were coming in the door. The first guy was about 5’8” 200 lbs mostly belly, dirty shaggy neck length blonde hair, with a dark green t-shirt and torn up jeans. The second guy was black probably Cuban or one of those Caribbean Islanders, he was close to 6’ maybe 5’10” and about 150-175 lbs skinny but fit; bald and wearing a dark navy polo and. Sie sah wie eine Amazone aus. Sie seufzten noch mehr, als sie Herrn Rollins, den Schwimmtrainer sahen. Er sah so gut aus mit seinem dunkelbraunen Haar, seinen breiten Schultern und den prallen Muskeln. Da waren noch andere Mädchen, und sie hatten eine Linie vor einem Tisch gebildet, auf dem mehrere Stapel Schulbadeanzüge lagen. "Jetzt Mädchen reiht euch ein" sagte Frau Simpson, ihr bekommt eure Anzüge. Ihr müsst euch umziehen und gleich einige Bahnen schwimmen.Cindy und Sandy reihten sich ein.