She then rolled the hem of her dress up well about her waist.Kathy was getting more and more excited the closer the spanking came. It looked more and ...ore like it would happen even though she kept telling herself that Lucy would pull out any second. As it got closer, though, Kathy told herself it would happen. If it did she reckoned that this might be the only opportunity she would ever have to discipline her ex-teacher and wanted to make the most of it. So using a technique often used by the. "N-n-nice," I stammered, "beautiful." "Thanks," she said, looking down at the swelling in the front of my jeans. "Looks like you've got something nice in there too."Before I do or say anything, she'd taken a step forwards taken my hands and placed them on her hips, the feel of her soft skin caused the erection in my pants to become really uncomfortable and guess I groaned because next she reached forward and unclipped the top of my jeans and pulled my zip down. With no support, they slid down. There were two huge canopied, four-poster beds, two antique vanities, four massive wooden wardrobes, and two large desks placed facing each other as if there was a mirror in the center of the room. The only differences between the two halves of the room were the old paintings of people hanging from the walls facing each other. Each painting had a different man or woman or family shown in antique clothing posed like portraits usually are posed. There was one painting, opposite the double doors,. "Despite their weariness and hunger, the two girls lifted themselves up, and walked out into the open. Behind them they could see the line of the border defences and, beyond, the battered landscape of Buggery. Ahead was just more desolate, broken ground, broken by the odd copse and decaying tree, and no evidence of human settlement. But they walked on, their feet aching on the harsh uneven ground, their skin burning in the morning heat, and their hands clasped desperately together.It was only.