“Mary Beth wants to buy your land first thing,” he said. “There is more than enough money for that now.”Why don’t you wait to see if the cra...nes return. If they come back next year it’s yours, just pay for the work Tommy and I did to improve it,” I suggested.“Mary Beth and I talked about it we think ten thousand is a fair price,” he said.“Like I said professor, wait till next spring,” I demanded.When he cleared the line I called Tommy. “Damn, Gerome did too good a job with that ‘fund me’ page. Do you know where the word comes from Monica? It comes from fellātus, which in Latin is the past participle of the verb fellāre, meaning to suck.” “I don’t think Mr Griffin has taught us that one in our Latin classes, headmaster”“Don’t be smart, Monica. You know what this means, don’t you?”“No, headmaster”“It means you have a choice: either we tell your parents and let them deal with the matter or you choose corporal punishment here and now. Once again, I might add”“Oh God, sir not the cane. I kept my hand over the bulge as I walked down the path out onto the quiet road that led to the woods. It was a long walk home and I often took a detour to make things more enjoyable. There was nobody around, just rows of bungalows either side of the street. I made myself get my cock out through the open zip and covered it as best I could with the bottom of my school blazer. With one hand in the blazer pocket I could keep it in position over my stiff cock, or move it to the side whenever I felt. She kneels before me andcups my sissyhood in the palm of her hand. She feeds it gently in to thesmooth satin bag, tightening the ribbons on the top it pulls around thebase of me and she takes the piece of paper that had kept the bellsilent. She says I look much better and I feel myself turning brightred. Gingerly I step in to the petticoats and rest them on my corsetinduced hips, it feels good to have the trim prickle against my stockingtops, slips are nice but don't compare to a petticoat. .