Thankfully my shorts still covered me, but I knew that wouldn’t last long.“Now young lady, let’s get your bottom warmed up! Over my lap and don�...�t even think about standing up or protecting your butt with your hands. Anything besides obeying me instantly will only make you regret it.”I went over her lap, glad my shorts were still in place as my front end was not exposed to everyone, at least not at this point anyway. I was made to adjust my position as Bob gave instructions on moving forward or. Winthrop. I'd like to, but my mother'll kill me if I'm late. No fooling! Maybe next time." And then he picked up his jacket and went for the door.Her mother tailed after him, grabbing him one more time before he could get away, by the neck this time. "You do respect me, don't you, darling?" she asked."Sure, sure I do, Mrs. Winthrop. You know I do. Now come on, I've really got to get going. My mother'll kill me."The older woman shrugged. "All right," she said, letting him out into the corridor,. RAF Woodvale holds the claim to fame of being the last airfield to fly operational sorties of Spitfires, although these sorties were out over the Irish Sea collecting humidity and temperature readings for meteorological forecasts rather than in a combat role. Nevertheless, the sounds of a Merlin engine roaring overhead would have the 'smokies' of the Entry sighing in rapture at the iconic sound.RAF Woodvale can add another reason to its claim to fame as it was there I took up smoking.We had set. I was glad that morning had intervened in matters as they did, as Matron informed us Dick needed a bed bath, so as one mans sperm was still running down my throat, we made our way towards Dicks bed, my pussy in full flow, throbbing in the thought of penetrative sex, we drew the screen around Dicks bed and peeled back his top cover, Dick was smiling at both myself and Sally, me for my youth and beauty, and Sally, because she had squatted him before, they were lovers, and as she undid his pajama.