Finally, it was my turn. For some reason, Charmont shifted me on her lap so that I was almost falling off. I wasn’t sure what she was up to until sh...e slammed into me that first time. She had moved me so that my clit was right over her hard knee. Each slam of the paddle drove me into her knee.Now there was no question of whether or not I was responding sexually to the spanking. My yelps of pain were starting to get more and more throaty. Charmont was not letting up, but continued to swing harder. Stark naked!I had to cross a main road at a traffic light and a car was approaching. I am not sure, but the driver/passenger(s) might have seen me. Then I walked along a walking path behind some apartment buildings. The feeling of exposure - of being stark naked and a long way from home- was making me head spin and I was shivering, not only from the chilly temperature. Below a light post I stopped and masturbated a few minutes just outside one of the buildings with the windows facing me. I saw. She's been a good mum." What do you mean, you ?feel better as a girl'?" Ms. Pentecostdemanded. "That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Thiswoman has warped your mind." No. No. She's a good mum."Mary Elizabeth interjected. "I've tried hard to stir Angelo here to bea good young man. At the suggestion of Ms. Simms, we fixed up a boy'sbedroom for him, and even tried to get him interested in some sports.But, you know, Ms. Pentecost, he cared for his ailing mother until herdeath,. Take a look at the second-to-last picture."Corvus flipped to the end and back one. It was a close up of a withdrawal slip with an account number written on it by hand and the name of the bank printed on it in clear letters."How ... big is Banco Ipanema?" he asked."No idea, but that's not the really interesting bit." Quad grinned. "We've got their account number. We can shut them down."Corvus nodded, still sounding distracted. "Yes. Very well done. You should ... get right on that. I need to.