She felt sorry for her friend – she would have probably got a lighter punishment from the Head Mistress had she accepted the twelve strokes from her...that morning. Olivia stood up and ran her right hand through her long brown hair, shaking her head until her ponytail fell into position behind her head. She walked over to the table and placed her paddle down, reaching down and picking up the red-handled senior dragon cane.The Head Girl smiled as she looked across at Miss Petersen who had hardly. You canwear them in the house today so you get used to them. I can even showyou a few of the basic positions in ballet if I remember them. Anddon't forget to wear one of your tight panty briefs today for thefitting."Alone in my room I pondered my plight. I wondered what was worse. Wasit worse to let my friends all see me dressed as a girl? Or was itworse to be enrolled in a ballet class with a bunch of bratty littlegirls who thought I was a girl too. Why the hell did I ever shopliftthose few. ‘What?’ she asked playfully. ‘Nothing, you’re just so gorgeous. You make me so horny all the time.’ She laughed and took my hand. ‘I have an idea,’ I said, taking out my phone and hooking up the auxilary cord. ‘Remember this?’ Suddenly the car was filled with the sounds of us moaning. I was playing one of our many recorded sessions. ‘Mmm yea you like that you little slut?’ I was saying to her while sounds of me spanking her played. ‘Fuck,’ she said to me in the car. ‘Thought it might make this. Carla was bucking herhips and groaning her approval.Carrie stopped kissing me and went to her knees. Jasmine, stillholding my cock, positioned it before Carrie's face, aiding her inkissing and licking my hard meat. Carrie took hold of my clitty, andwhen she did, Jasmine began undressing. She was so gorgeous. I washot with the excitement that I was going to get to fuck her juicycunt.Jasmine pushed me backwards onto the bed. I lay next to Carla, mylegs hanging over the edge. Carrie kneeled beside.