I felt so small, and stupid. She was bound to make fun of me. She’d tell Jo, and her other friends, and laugh. That’s what they all did.‘You’r... doing all of this because you want to be friends with me? Lying to the Headmistress, and getting caned…’I couldn’t look at her. I felt too ashamed.‘And because I suggested it, you’re willing to let me spank you, just so I might be your friend? That’s not normally how it’s done, you know.’I couldn’t bear this anymore. I could feel myself starting to cry. Now I can see her ass clearly. She slide up her panty and put down her saree and underskirt. She suddenly turned to look if anybody was looking her but she did not saw me. She then took her things and moved along. I went to the tree and found the piece of land wet and so I too pissed on it and after finishing I went back to my place. I wanted to have sex with her. I couldn’t get any ideas for a start on Sunday around 4:30 pm. I reached her house I again knocked the door and called her after few. We straighten up in our seat just in time to pass another carriage traveling the other way. Full of nuns. We look at each other and laugh. I tell the driver we need to go to Buckingham Fountain. As we approach, the fountain is as colorful as ever and with the reflection of the wet streets it only serves to enhance its intensity. We sit back and let the sound of the waters and the subtle brilliance of the colors along with the warm wet night lull us into a clam state of euphoria. (not to mention. "Leaning down, showing off her still firm boobs, she kicked off hersandals. Not super high heeled but not flat either. "You could walk onthe balls of your feet, but these will make it easier."By this stage Adam had either resigned himself to putting up with anembarrassing situation, or was pretending to but was secretly enjoyinghimself. She suspected the latter from the bulge in his shorts. In anycase he slipped the sandals on, and dutifully raised his arms to havethe dress dropped over him..