.well, when Sylvia's marriage was wrecked...okay.....that is between you and Sylvia. It's kind of beyond my understanding, but the older I get, the mo...e I realize that stuff about love and sex and being intimate with another person is beyond my understanding.............you were on that music tour around the world when you were s*******n and going to Juilliard and Sylvia got ****d and beat up in Seattle............. Rachel, when was the last time you saw Sylvia without her clothes?" Last night". She had even practiced at home with a cushion and garden cane to get used to the power to be used when caning Cynthia. As Cynthia was placed in the centre of the punishment arena Emma glanced across at Sarah who had to remain naked and was still frantically rubbing her bottom with tears running down her face. Emma allowed herself to gloat at her suffering knowing she had deserved every spank and hopefully her bottom would sting for ages. Emma focussed again on Cynthia and in particular her. The five of us were all in the same class, in an art school and both my mate and me had kissed and done stuff with all the girls. But this was going to be something different.After a fun day at the nearby beach, we had dinner, cocktails and then headed home to the sleeping facility, where we’d camp for the night. There was a nice sort of living room hall with a pool table, couches and a tv. We drank rum and smoked pot. We knew what was going to happen. Well, we assumed. We’d start making out. I would arrive at the bus stop and she would be walking from what seemed like the next street over. She had to have been just a few inches shorter than me (at the time I was 6’4) and was built well. She had thick thighs, big ass and giant breasts. Like most redheads she had a fair complexion which seemed to enhance her attributes. Her face wasn’t Angelina but it wasn’t horrible either. I was instantly attracted to her, part because she was cute and part because she was older. After a few days.