It only took me a couple of seconds to drag my tee shirt over my head, drop my shorts and kick off my trainers, so I was miles ahead of Mum, diving in... to the water and then turning and waiting mid-stream, to watch her carefully pick her way over the rocks in her bare feet. She had white cotton panties and a white bra on, and I could make out the shape of her pussy where the panties clung to her and see her patch of hair, faintly through the material. Mum saw me staring at her and she turned a. ’ Doctor Bishop gave her another warm smile. ‘Of course you don’t have to, Jane. You know that you’re always free to do whatever you want to do.’ He pressed a button, and the lamp’s bulb flared briefly into warm, bright light before immediately dimming again. ‘I’ll just leave this set on three, in case you change your mind, and you don’t have to look at it if you don’t want to.’ Jane tensed involuntarily. She knew that Doctor Bishop was right-she didn’t have to look at the light if she didn’t. Once a year, or once every other, she would fly across the Atlantic to be swept into his arms for a few days of passion that neither of them ever wanted to end. Sometimes it was disrupted on her end, sometimes on his. It was no different than any other affair, the usual heart-rending anchors at home, a husband who loved her enough but not quite, children who needed a mother. There were hundreds, probably hundreds of thousands like it, happening all the time, every day, year after year. She knew. “Well, Miss Wilson. Are we ready?” Laura asked Joanne as the younger woman swished the senior dragon cane through the air once more.“Yes. Miss Concannon.” Joanne Wilson replied as coldly as she could.“Kelsey is a first-time offender and has been sentenced to four strokes of the dragon cane on her bare buttocks for being drunk and disorderly.” She announced.“She has signed to accept the punishment.” The Senior Correction Officer continued and moved in closer so that she could place her hands on.