This group was led by none other than Gabrain, the young King looking noble and handsome, clad in a robe made from the Saltire, the cross on both fron... and back. Behind Gabrain were his 'troops' - nine nubile young lassies, dressed in very short Saltire 'togas'. The garments were loose and it has to be said that many a breast was wont to slip into view, much to the enjoyment of the men in the audience.The High King's men wasted little time in launching an attack on Gabrain and his lovelies,. But this isn't funny." I find it absolutely comical how a boy can develop so well physically yet still lack basiccommon sense," mother said."What are you, oh, you're talking about my..." Bad judgment; I've taught you how to make better decisions than that," mother interrupted."What, you mean trying to cover myself with this pillow?" I mean this whole incident." Yeah, I guess it was pretty stupid of me." Why would you even do that out here in the first place?" Uh, I uh..." On second thought, I. What a change a year makes! I hadn't even bothered to go to the Department party at the end of my first term; I had no-one to go with, I hated parties anyway, and I had been happy enough to go out for a few beers with my housemates instead. This year I had a proper girlfriend for the first time, and I really enjoyed myself.Both Malcolm and I had a couple of slow dances with Vee, and although she seemed to behave herself with him, I certainly had a huge erection after holding her tight! If I had. Gradually, she increased both the pace and harshness of the slaps, but remained well within my limits. “How does this feel?” she asked. “Very good. What shall I call you?” “Call me Lady,” came the reply. “Do you feel my legs gripping your cock?” “Oh, yes, I do, Lady! It feels wonderful! Thank you!” Ariadne spanked me very lightly during this exchange. Now she upped the power. Sometimes spanking both cheeks all over, sometimes concentrating on one spot, she warmed me up and raised my pain.