Please Miss Brown no more, it hurts to much. One More to go, said Miss Brown, and added until next week. Swish Crack. Sandra stayed down over the desk...sobbing. Right Miss Sixsmith, you may stand up and if you wish, either sit down, or lean against the wall. Julie, please take Sandra's place over the desk. Julie did as she was told, and pulled up her skirt and pulled her knickers down, then bent over the desk. Are you ready Middleton. Asked Miss Brown. yes Miss, im ready. Oh and just a warning,. ” Then she added, “At least for tonight.” I leaned forward to kiss her on the forehead. She looked at me as I backed away from her. The scent of her strawberry shampoo lingered in my mind and filled me with the desire to consume her. “If you kiss me on the forehead again, I may have to reconsider. My lips are down here, and I am no c***d, sir.” She said as she touched her lips. A mocking stern countenance cloaked her beautiful face. I quickly bent and tasted her smooth, warm lips on. Both Claire and I saw her face fighting over the emotions of watching us dance. Both of us were looking into each other’s eyes with every step we took.“OK break,” Annie said, “Foxtrot in ten!”Mom went out to get the ice water we now kept in the fridge all the time, plus some glasses, while Claire and I sneaked a quick kiss, and just as quickly separated, so Annie wouldn’t suspect we did anything.She came back in looking at us, trying to see if our faces told her anything. “Here’s some water,. "Kyle quipped, "That's because you don't have a fat ass anymore." I'm gonna kick your ass," threatened Cartman."Hah. You couldn't kick anyone's as little girl." replied Kyle."Shut up Cartman." demanded Stan, who was silent up until now.Kyle made the observation, "Hey Stan. You're talking to the body of Wendy and you're not even throwing up."Stan brightened. "Hey you're right. I didn't throw up." Chef was right. All you had to do was think of Wendy as one of us. RightCartman?"Cartman was.