I should have made him count aloud,she thought to herself. She guessed that she had administered at least ten strokes,but she had in fact administered... f******n strokes before she turned her attention to the schoolgirl.She felt very excited now and wanted to touch herslf ,but she repressed her human desires and brought the cane down on the bottom in from of her with great precision.Her practicsing on a cushion in her private room had paid off ,she smiled at the thought and brought the cane down. Now my front garden isn’t excessively big so if she looked my way she would see me standing in the kitchen window although only the top half which albeit bare wasn’t in the slightest indecent however she wasn’t looking directly at me.At first glance I thought it was Mrs Jarvis as she was about the same age, mid 40’s and same build being slim to skinny and ironically this lady had light brown shoulder length hair which had no particular style however she wasn’t wearing glasses like Mrs Jarvis. They are still hazel green with gold flecks. I still have the scar from a busted lip from falling down the stairs when I was 9, and the cut on my left ring finger from picking up broken glass and getting cut when I was seven.I cannot help but wonder if Loki isn’t the one in charge of running my life. This is just the kind of “joke” I can imagine him pulling on some poor soul, (me in this case). “Hey, this guy wants to have a do-over. Well, I can do that. I’ll just put him in a young woman’s. I was holding her tight and touching her sexy body. Moved my hands over her body.I put my hands under her bra and could hold her boobs and her nipples got hard with my touch and she threw her head back in pleasure and I kissed her neck and exposed area above her boobs and she was now responding with puffs and moans.I started rubbing her thighs and she was in heaven. I tried reaching her fuckhole. While kissing I started raising her saree above her knees and further up her thighs and I was.