She was very nervous when her turn came to confess to him for the first time. Nothing he said conveyed the slightest interest in her situation or who ...he was. After he heard her confession he doled out the usual penance in a perfunctory manner, blessed her and sent her on her way. She left the confessional and went to one of the pews near the back of the dim chapel, where she knelt and reflected while the rest of the girls gave their confessions. Against her better nature she found herself. She is pulling at her bonds and letting out a muffled scream through the gag. Phoebe lays the first stroke on Catherine’s bare back. Phoebe has been practicing so her strokes are accurate. The strength of her strokes are weak. She is hesitant. It takes a while to develop a feel for whipping. It is good that Phoebe is being gentle. Catherine is my property and I do not want to see her damaged. Catherine doesn’t feel that way. She shakes and pulls against her bonds after each stroke, and she. ‘Yes, please. School beat nutrition into us.’ They sat side by side at the kitchen table, heads together. He put her hand down on the table surface and covered it with his. ‘I’ve never imagined how it would be like with a girlfriend, you know. Will you teach me? The relationship part, not just the sex.’ ‘Adrian, you are growing on me already. I think what I said outside is nonsense, isn’t it?’ He licked her ear and kissed her cheek. Very softly, ‘Yes.’ His arms went around her and they rocked. She loves him -- she is always so anxious to go to practice and cannot wait for games on Saturday. She and her best friend Lisa have been inseperable since kindergarten and they have grown up playing soccer together. Lisa also loves Coach Tim, and she and Sandi get all giddy like little pre-teens girls can get, especially when they go to Coach Tim's practices on Friday night. Now that they are both 12, and beginning to notice boys and fill out I think they think Coach Tim is cute. And I.