As the car rolled out of the lane, Mr. M offered me a drink. I accepted, taking a scotch on the rocks. His arched brow, in surprise, at my choice of b...verage. ‘Scotch? Are you sure Miss Tanner?’ he asked. A small smirk danced at the corner of his mouth. ‘Yes sir.’ I replied firmly. He poured me my beverage and brushed his hand over mine as he passed it to me. I blushed at the slight touch, and turned away to face the window. ‘Why scotch?’ he asked, as I took my third delicious sip. ‘When I was. .." Didn't that hurt?" Lance asked."Yeah," I nodded and smiled at him. "It hurt a lot, man! But I liked it too." You liked it?" John gave a nervous little laugh."Yeah, I did and..." But how could you like it?" Shut up!" Kyle told him. "Let her talk." I liked it, I don't know ... Anyway, after he did that, he used a belt and whipped me. Like a spanking except it was on my boobs." I looked down and pinched my nipples, pulling my small breasts upward, the way Coach had. It hurt but I didn't mind.. It must of been from when mum had backed into him. Mum was facing and singing poorly facing matt he I step a bit closer. She back into me which I thought about stepping back when she didn't say or even move forward. Instead she moved her hips from side to side now kind of grinding on me. I instantly felt a twice down below. Mum must of been able to feel my cock on her ass through my jeans. Matt moved in a bit closer said 'yayy 3 way' I laughed as mum did to. It was all getting a bit sexual this. “Paul? You have a thought written all over your face. Wanna share?” Erin tilted her head as she asked the question.“No. It is silly. It’s nothing.”“Lover, if it gives you ‘that’ face, it is not ‘nothing’. Now give.” Lynn was looking stern.“Well shit.” I paused to gather my verbiage. “Erin is pregnant and the other day I noticed a pad and a tampon in the waste basket in the bathroom.”“Yeah, so?”“So ... that means that either Erin is NOT pregnant or someone else is having a period.”“Lynn, the man.