” She looked kind of surprised. Not surprised like when you win the lottery but surprised like she just heard what she’s always wanted me to say. ...Things were kind of awkward and not a thing was said. I just kind of grabbed her waist and we laid down on the couch. Like a dumb ass, I told her that I wanted to lay naked with her. She didn’t complain and started undressing. (Wait: there’s one more thing: I have a lingerie fetish. Not other people’s lingerie, just my sister’s.)Back to the story…. She reached down and pulled at the old shirt I had thrown on. I took the cue and stretched my arms up, allowing her to peel it off me. Carrie unclipped my bra and tossed it aside. My nipples were hard little peaks, my small breasts aching, and I couldn't blame it on the cold.Carrie gave me a quick, promising peck on the cheek and then slid down my body. She wasn't wasting time with a trail of kisses; she had her two targets, red-ringed and everything. Carrie latched onto my right breast and. Actually Julian had been wondering about Dick's lack of manliness. He seemed to spend his time with Ann rather than his company given the choice. Julian tried to visualise Dick in one of Ann's dresses.On the other hand Jez's thoughts after the first night's activities were decidedly on Ann.In the passed Ann had been the sort of girl Jess didn't want to be.Fluffy hair, frocks and ditzy about boys.Jez was lesbian but hadn't known it until last night.When she had witnessed Ann's passion unlocked. "You can do better than that. Spread your legs even further." I felt the tap of the cane on my tender inner thighs as I spread my legs far apart. "You will get six strokes of the cane. Please count them out loud, and say 'Thank you, Miss Smith' after each stroke. Do you understand, Clyde." Yes, Miss Smith!" I replied.I think I was in sixth grade when I received a caning, so I wasn't sure what to expect. I felt a tap on my already sore ass, heard a whistle, then WHACK! It felt like a.