"I would have thought it would be obvious, oh, and while we are on the subject, twelve strokes of your cane across my barely covered ass, is hardly wh...at any normal person would consider your average school punishment. You beat me, lady, don't even try to deny it," he sneered."I admit I may have taken your punishment a bit further than I normally would have, but in my defense, you did confess to putting that snake in my drawer," she reminded him."I had to tell you that," he told her."Why?" she. The store was a little empty, but not enough where anyone would pay attention to a guy walking in and looking around. I saw her poke her head out of a dressing room and wave me over. I eased my way over trying not to draw attention and slipped into the room she was in, still wearing the lingerie she took the picture in.I stood there to look at her for a minute; she looked so good a gay man would consider going straight again. “Well I can see you like what I’m wearing” she giggled. I didn’t say. We got into a discussion about bicycling; apparently she wasn’t aware of the network of bike trails we had in the area. I got some of my nerve back and asked her if she wanted to ride together and I could show her some of the trails. A thrill went through me when she agreed.Biking is really my main physical fitness. I bike more often than drive, even on shopping trips. Living alone meant it was easy to haul groceries for just me. Also, the biking kept me from ballooning up like some of the. While returning to my room, I passed her room. Lucy was curled up in a long chair, reading. Twisting her legs from under her petticoats, with a sudden movement that brought into full view her delicately embroidered drawers, she rose and came towards me, a rosy flush upon her cheeks, her eyes shining, her whole bearing instinct with an enchanting mixture of girlish coyness and anticipated pleasure. Her short white skirt swayed as she moved across the room, her breasts stood out firm and round.