I then stood and continued with the lecture, occasionally referring to the parts of the book.As I lectured, I put my left leg out slightly. Just as I ...ad practiced, my dress opened all the way to the top of my thigh. The top of my stocking was plainly in sight of the boys, as was the garter strap and most of my thigh. I held the book open in front of me, so I could pretend not to notice what the boys were gawking at.As I paced back and forth in front of the room I had a great idea. I walked to. I did not talked much on that day and left to home.I visited the same hospital after 1 month, I greeted her with her name, she felt happy and surprised that I remember her name. I talked a bit more and then left after my Dr visit without asking her number.Again after a month or so, I called the hospital phone number to inquire something, she answered. I recognized her voice and told her name, she felt very happy. Got the information from her and disconnected the phone. With in 5 min I got a SMS. Are all men's nipples so sensitive or is it just you?After playing with you a while longer, I push you back down to your knees again. You watch me intently as I pull the sweatshirt over my head and slowly slide the sweatpants down. As the waistband moves past my thighs the dildo pops free right in front of your face. The Nikon clicks as you lick your lips and stare at it waving inches from your face."Look how excited you've made me," I say, wrapping my hand around it. "I am so hard."Just. My mind was buzzing. If the hairbrush hurt so much what would the cane be like. Seconds later I found out as I heard the swish, felt the cane slice in to my bare skin, and then the pain spread across my bottom. Right across it. I screamed out in pain. I wanted to cry out for Eva to stop. I didn’t though. A moment later the second stroke sliced across my bottom. I couldn’t understand why it hurt so much. That was until Eva said with a sarcastic tone, “I do enjoy multiple strokes. A break between.