” She picked up the wet cloth and cleaned me up again and left. I fell back onto the pillow closed my eyes and recalled the night’s events. And a...though not intentionally, I dozed off. When I awoke, I looked at a clock on the wall which read, seven twenty. Shit, I thought and jumped to my feet. Then I realised all my clothes were in Monica’s room, shit, shit, shit. I had no choice but to go in there to retrieve them. I gingerly walked out of Liz’s room and tried to sneak back into Monica’s. There was shallow waterin the canal ditch left by recent rain . The only sounds louder than thefalling rain was of her own footsteps and the rhythmic swishing of theskirts of her rubber backed coat. It always thrilled her to feel to thesensuous rubbing of the rubber fabric against her thighs and knees.Her thoughts drifted without reason. Leda found tranquility in beingalone with just the elements. She would welcome a friend who would dressand walk with her, but so far had found none and so let. “Thwack!” I struggled and squirmed but couldn’t move as Pauline pushed me down into the desk. Her blouse rubbing against my naked flesh and her perfume became overpowering.Joanne continued to beat my bottom with the nasty bath brush, giving me twenty-four full-force smacks with it – twelve across each bum cheek. By the time the last smack had landed, my bottom was bright red and had become swollen. Again, Pauline held me firmly in place over the desk as Joanne placed the bath brush down next to. On the other hand, Smriti’s parents were too strict with her staying outside for long. She had many restrictions on her. It was also the case with Kriti when she was here. But at home, she could do whatever she wanted.They hardly came up to check on their daughters since there was no need. Even with my presence, they never came up. Smriti and I became friends and were attracted to each other. I usually came late after work.Smriti used to stay awake till late as all of us do. So she would get me.
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