"Hello?" It was her voice. I'd know it anywhere. It was my Penny!"Penny ... it's me ... Ron," I said, trying to contain my nervousness."Ron?" There wa... a pause and then, "Oh my god, Ron! Is it really you? Ron Francis?" She sounded excited and it made me excited too. It sounded like she was glad to hear from me, I thought."Yup. Same one you went to school with in Aberdeen." Oh Ron, it's been so long. How are you? Where are you?" Well, right now, I'm at my room in the Bachelor Officers Quarters. "Divine." she replied, as though it were obvious."I mean... when I was a young girl, we used to go to the fortune teller at the travelling shows — sometimes she would tell our own futures, sometimes just a general future... different things. What are you going to look for?" Cut the cards." Caerys held out the deck with a faint smile, and Sophie dutifully separated the cards into two piles. "As many times as you like." Three more piles, and then Sophie handed the set back gently, reverently. She ended up with prison time, and he was forced to go to a therapist. I don't know why, something like that has to be every young man's dream. None of this groping around with neither of you quite knowing what you're doing. She's had kids. She knows. But she was painted as the villainess and thrown into jail.Our parents, all of whom knew what we were doing, kept things straightforward. We only had sex with other kids our age. Except in extreme cases, this meant that if caught, nobody was. The room returns to its peaceful silence. Then I hear it the whooshing sound as the leather strap cuts through the air. I wait for it the anticipation killing me as my heart quickens. Then it comes. SMACK. The strap finds its mark on my round bare ass causing me to bite down on my lip to silence my moans of pleasure. The sting of the strap spreads warm waves of enjoyment across my tender skin. I want to look back to see what my master has in store for me next. But the blinding silk cloth tied.