Now…..”With no further words I am seriously spanked. Not 6 but 12. I take it like a ‘man’. “Get over that table boy…..I need more room.”...When the Head has me over the table I am told, “Grip the other edge.” I am bent over, my naked pink ass is exposed while my dick is hanging free below me; free but hard.Without warning I get the full force of the cane and I yelp like a baby. “That will never do boy. Lucy, get up on that table. That’s it now shuffle down… Further…. Now pull that boy’s face into. I slowly stroked my seven thick inches watching the scene above me and waiting for the first load. Darrin was the winner, shooting his load on my chest. Then came Tim and Todd almost together, followed by Pedro, Jeff, Jason and Kyle in quick succession. Finally, it was my turn, Jason noticed my balls tightening and dropped to catch my load, knocking Kyle out of the way, it was almost funny enough to make me stop, but I need to cum bad. My first shot hit my face, the rest would have hit my chest. Aunt Dorothy would become a brunette, Dolly Goode; and Naomi would disguise herself also, though no one should be looking for her. Naomi would finance this from her investment income made in the new field of biotechnology; she was willing to do this because she loved Aunt Dot, she said."What about me?" I asked.Aunt Dorothy patted my hand comfortingly, "We have something worked out for you, dear."* * *I began wearing girl's clothing as soon as we reached the house. They had purchased a wardrobe. The Charles River is my favorite part of Boston, though like everything else, I like it better when the weather is warm and joggers and cyclists fill the path beside Memorial Drive and rowers fill the river, darting across the surface like water spiders, eights from MIT and Harvard and Boston College and Boston University, fours, doubles, singles, and small sailboats from the university sailing teams and Community Sailing. It is a remarkable display to find in the middle of a city, framed by.