”Louise stared at me for a second and then snapped. “No. You’re going to get such a punishment that you won’t sit down for a week and then I�...�m going to take you to school tomorrow and make you show your punished bottom to Miss Williams.” With that, the brush was turned onto the wooden backed side and brought crashing down on my right buttock.The pain was intense, but Mrs Jensen continued, wrapping out twenty-four painful smacks with the nasty piece of wood, hitting me mainly on the backs of the. .. but there has to be something we can do," I said, not quite understanding why mom wasn't as upset as I was."You don't think I thought about it? I thought about it day and night. I pleaded with him to reconsider. I pleaded for him to keep you out of this. I offered to do things for him that I never want to repeat, but there was nothing else he wanted. There is no other choice." Why don't we just run away?" I asked."He warned me about that," my mother said gravely, "and said that he already. "Good," Dave said. "Lesser people have left at this point, overwhelmed." Nah, this is neat," Richard said.Dave grinned and nodded, and handed Richard two tapes, which looked like very small VHS tapes."Mostly we record on DAT tapes..."In theory class, Dr. Dobra seemed to have decided that one week was enough leisure time, and he started the class out with a quiz. He played a series of intervals on the piano, and had the students write down what they were.Richard didn't find the intervals. I had learned long before that women are intrigued by the penis. How it grows; how it expels its ejaculate; how the sperm tastes; how it feels rubbed into their flesh, and how it deflates after intercourse. I had, in fact seduced many women after learning of this seemingly universal interest. The old expression, “When in doubt, whip it out,” is fairly accurate at least when a man and a woman are interested in each other sexually; and while some women will reject a whipped out prick, it’s most.