She knew ‘Occupied' would be displayed outside. Georgina looked around the room. It hadn’t changed. There were two spanking chairs in the room. So...metimes there were so many college girls queuing up to be spanked a second teacher was needed. There was only one caning table, though. The table sloped and the college girl would bend over at the lower end and stretch out. Her arms would either reach to the far end where she would clasp the table edge or, as in most cases, they would tightly grasp. The time before that I had woken up in one after my fight with Brad Russell and his two buddies. I guess visiting a friend, even a dying friend, beats waking up in one, but still, not generally something I looked forward to; until now. This trip I was looking forward to.Rebecca used her ID to secure us a parking space that would normally have gotten her towed away and we made our way inside. It was a busy place, the buzz of activity all but drowning out the sounds of suffering humanity. Based. It was a broken fence that caused her accident in the open lands behind the deserted Benedictine Monastery abandoned many decades ago. She had jumped over it many times with never a mishap but this day was different than the others and her bow got snagged on the top rail flipping her ass up to kettles and jamming her upside down with her skirts up over her hips exposing her bare bottom for she never had taken to the wearing of under finery thinking them too fancy for hunting of meat. She. And there were stains of her breast milk in those bras.It was very apparent in her black bra.Which was oozing from her nipple?I decided that somehow I wanted to taste her boobs and suck that milk.Some months passed, I was like her husband in helping her in all the ways. I slowly began to create trust like I am the only one to her at all times she needs.This was working very well and she started to tell me about her life before marriage and about her figure and all.She even asked me to bring.