He didn’t really enjoy his birthday and just hoped that he’d get through it. He glanced over at Sandy. She was awake and watching him.Holding up a... MRE, Sandy asked, “Not going to wait around for breakfast in bed?”Oscar groaned at the sight of the MRE. Nearly every woman in the school had heard about his attempt to serve Debbie breakfast in bed for her birthday. Of course, that was nothing to his surprise breakfast in bed for Georgia on her birthday. He had given her an MRE that had been. I thought that he was getting aroused.In the process, I was also getting quite hot. When I served him dinner, I stood so near his body that I thought once or twice my breasts brushed his face. When he got up after dinner, he was struggling to hide his erection in his lungi. In fact, it had already made a noticeable tent in front. When I was preparing bed for him, I knew that my cunt had become profusely wet. When he came to sleep he told me the news that our aunt and uncle came and took Anita. She’d put her clothes way over to the side and left mine alone. ‘Ok, who’s using my old room now?’ I asked. ‘I am,’ said Nancy. ‘Is something wrong?’ I said, ‘Yes. It’s your room now so it’s also your closet now.’ I started taking my dresses out of it and laying them on the bed. Nancy said, ‘You don’t need to do that. I don’t mind sharing a closet with you.’ I said, ‘Well I do mind. I don’t want to have to come up here to get my clothes out of your closet. It’s your room now so use it.’ She. ” She was suddenly panicking, worried that word would get back to her parents. She could only hope that the other students wouldn’t clue in to what was going on and blab to their parents, or that I myself would not send any official word to her parents directly.I picked up the wooden pointer from its hook on the wall and slapped the palm of my hand vigorously. “Very well. You shall receive 50 hard strokes from my rod on your buttocks, and spend one half hour in detention.”Sometimes charter.