An old guy with a fringe of white hair was standing there shaking his head."Is something wrong?" Bill asked the old guy."Well, not yet young feller bu... the day is still young," the old guy replied morosely."I'm Bill Miller," Bill said sticking out his hand."Andy Crandall," the old guy replied shaking Bill's hand. "I was the superintendent of the local school district when Susan graduated high school," he said nodding towards what Bill had just written. "You're the young feller that's fix'n to. " I ain't no whore," Fiona shouted. "I don't charge." Angelina snorted and Fiona's eyes barely moved as her hand jutted out from her side and smacked her nemesis in the stomach. "The underclass ... they're rebelling," Fiona snapped and pushed Angelina out of her bedroom as Jenny watched on in horror."So that was it," Fiona cried as she watched her boyfriend pocket the black ball. "Little cunt said I'd be a whore." You'd never be a prossie," Greg said with a smile. "Whores aren't allowed to. “OK Jeff, I accept your apology and will give you the spanking you have asked for. Now over you go.” She tapped her leg and pointed to her lap just as Mum does before grabbing me and guiding me across her lap. I quickly ended up across Caroline’s lap, with the carpet coming to meet me. I put out both hands on the floor, and saw my legs under the chair. Then I saw Caroline’s legs and realised I was lying across her bare thighs. They felt so cool against my skin. I was conscious even more that my. This is madness, he thought. I can't let this go on, or they'll kill me. It's evil, what's happening out there.He hoisted himself up shakily, and started for the table.The table seemed a mile away, because every step was an effort for Arnie. His legs felt so weak he could barely put any weight on them, and he was so lightheaded he was afraid he'd fall. When he looked down, though, there was his stiff cock waggling like a flagpole in the wind. It was so absurd, so bizarre, he almost burst out.