"My voice was weak. "Yes, Rob."His hand snaked down my arm, across my shoulder and circled my throat, firm and dangerous and exhilarating. Wetness ooz...d onto my thighs. "Do I have to throttle it out of you?"His grip tightened and I quaked. "N- No." Then what do you want? What does the woman who has everything need?"My breathing was lumpy under his grasp. "A fuck, Rob. I need a fuck. Need your cock inside me. Ra… Ravaging me."Almost before I finished the sentence, his free hand slithered between. Elaine stepped back, gave a couple of practice swings, then came down hard, the cane visibly compressing the ample butt cheeks as it struck. The woman yelped slightly, caught her breath, and almost yelled out, ?Thank you, Reverend Sister, may I please have another stroke???No need to yell in here,? Elaine said as she bent over to speak in the woman’s ear and tug at her hair as she rubbed the cane up and down the woman’s butt crack. ?Ready for the next???Yes Reverend Sister, thank you, Sister?. What better lesson in the facts-of-life for young girls whose sexual capacity far exceeded their intellectual ability? He was doing them a favour, he told that morning mirror which, not surprisingly, reflected the very same, smug opinion.On a day in late June, Robert taught his final lesson in the classroom and, as sexy Rita Fleming hinted, he would be giving her an extracurricular lesson later in the school gym after the farewell and awards ceremony. The three outgoing, soon to be retired,. I pulled into our driveway and parked the truck. I offered Jenny a hand with her backpack to break the ice but she just smiled and said, “Thanks, I got it.” I cursed her to myself. She was giving me the cold shoulder and was probably enjoying it. I followed her into the house and as much as I was put off by the whole situation and the way things had turned, I still studied her ass as she walked. Some girls have the hourglass figure and have those c***d-bearing curves but not Jenny she had a.