The check sheet needed to be signed and the work inspected. I was given overtime to double check the work carried out and to countersign the paperwork... when Lynn was the yank woman who owned the burger trailer on the industrial estate. “Working late, Vin?” she enquired. “Last checks and signatures and she’s ready for the final work to put the tracks back on,” I told her. Lynn was looking around the workshop. "I've never been in here before; I’ve always wondered what it would look and smell. ” I couldn’t believe this was happening. “Please, no, Miss Edwards, I have been so busy I didn’t have time, I will practice next time, I promise.” “You should have thought of that before, now, strip down to your underpants while I get the cane.” I stood there shocked. “And you’d better be ready when I get back,” she added. I took off everything down to my pants and waited - I was so embarrassed I could not believe this was happening. Miss Edwards returned with a very whippy looking cane. This story is not a fiction and is a true story which took place last year on 26 July as we organize parties for lesbians this party was organized by us at a secluded bungalow at Lonavala with a swimming pool as we had kept a heavy entrance fee for the party Rs 4000 we had the Classy crowd attending the party with 2 days of complete food and stay.We had 11 Lesbians attending the orgy as they were not known to each other we had a pick up arranged from a common point from Bandra all the females. "I'm 14, you know. I like boys. Since you're a boy, I thought it might be okay to ask you even though you are my brother. So why you are hard now?" I wasn't thinking about anything." I'm not stupid. You had to be thinking about sex."Oh Tammy, if you knew the perverted thoughts your brother had you wouldn't want to know."I was thinking about Melissa. You know, the cheerleader." You like her?" said Tammy surprised.I shrugged and said, "Yeah." You mean Melanie?" Yeah." Isn't her name.