She pulled out of the pub car park, chatting away about general life things, a world away from the saucy, seductress who had been whispering in my ear...not 10 minutes ago. 'You don't mind coming back to mine do you? I am sorry I just started driving and didn't think to ask' I just nodded my approval. It's hardly like I was about to rock the boat even if I did care. We turned left onto the motorway, immediately indicating that we were a) leaving my neighborhood and b) heading for a more affluent. Once they'd done about what they could do, Scooter sat back on the nose of her raft, and just let a few minutes drift by. It was a nice day, although there was a breeze coming upriver, and there was a good chance it would turn into a wind that would be tough to row into. She glanced over to where Jim was in the group working on the motor rigs, and thought about going over to talk to him, but it looked like they were holding some sort of a crew meeting so she thought she'd better butt out. Maybe. .. Sir..." the girl sobbed. If the schoolteacher fornicated her would God blame her for sinning? If he put his penis in her would it hurt? It hadn't seemed to hurt the girl she'd seen with her father this afternoon had it? Why was Mr. Best's mouth making her feel the way she did?Lifting his head from Priscilla's big, juicy breasts Bob raised his upper body from hers and looked down at the luscious creature sprawled in open-legged submission beneath him. Her splendid boobs jiggled slightly with. I had seen this punishment meted out for thievery and similar behaviour in the King’s German Legion, and it was a most efficacious deterrent.Two lines of soldiers, usually twenty men each side, face each other; they are armed with switches or canes, or sometimes horse whips, and the miscreant runs between them as they belabour him. So that the man does not run too fast, and escapes a good beating, his legs are tied together and is forced to hop or hobble along the ranks. I chose the forty.