"Shit, if I went in there and got caught, I'd get expelled. Rebecca is one of the most popular ladies in school, and everyone would believe her. Crap,...I want to see her, and have a chance without anyone else here, but what am I supposed to do? I want to see her boobs and find out if she has a bush, too, but is it worth risking my future, though? I'm supposed to graduate in a couple of months, and would seeing her really be worth it? And, she isn't going to be in there forever. She is probably. Any serving girl unfortunate to have been on the end of one His Lordship’s canings could have testified feelingly to the unyielding resolution of his principles and the firmness of his hand. A long cane delivered with the strength of His Lordship’s arm behind it was agonising. The cane, moreover, was invariably delivered to the naked flesh with skirts and petticoats raised and knickers lowered. Nor was the caning confined to the curve of the miscreant’s buttocks. Lord Caylethorpe was a firm. "I was just trying to keep her from running in front of that bulldozer. It was an accident." Oh." said Mike with obvious disappointment, looking down. He then looked back up, hope back in his eyes. "What did it feel like? Were they soft?" You really ARE a pervert!" squealed Debbie."No I'm NOT!" defended Mike. "Guys do that all the time. If you like a girl you're SUPPOSED to touch her titties." So you like me?" asked Debbie, not at all sure how she felt about that possibility. She had too many. . ?"The girl lifted her face off the pink plastic; the sun's reflections played on her face. She looked at Pam, but her eyes weren't focused."Not important," she then said. She turned her head the other way, showing Pamela her backside."Sorry if I'm nosey," Pam resumed after a while. The girl turned her face back."Don't be sorry for me; no need," she said. Then she smiled. "Could I get you anything? Drink, food? Me?" She slid off her bed, bobbing in the water. Her black hair sparkled as she.