Finally opening what my friend sent me, I whistled when I saw that my mate was at the fore front of those that were after me. That plus, her name was ...mentioned at almost all points of interest.Looking and reading further I was almost convinced that it was her that started all this hell that was raining down on me. As I said almost, the further I got though, the more it started to look like someone had manipulated everything to look like it was her.Shocked, I started to think back. Who had been. ......................................................................................................At five sharp the bells rang and the girls of all houses were awake and grumpy . The “floating” canes were busy urging slowpokes into action and finally all the girls were seated ,doing their morning shit! No girl was naughty or swore because they now knew the consequence of doing so . They all plopped nicely and in good time and stepped into the showers for their minus freezing morning. . fucking idea."Stacy moved away from me, and then lay down on her back, right there on the floor, spreading her legs.Tracy placed her hands on my shoulders, and pressed me to my knees. Then she playfully spanked my ass until I'd scooted up between Stacy's open thighs. Nature took over then, as I lowered myself down to cover her. Tracy helped, holding my stiffness and guiding me to the gates of Stacy's depth. She gave a long low groan as I sank slowly all the way into her pussy. Stacy took. I didn’t say anything, she looked flushed and bothered so I assumed it had been busy or some drunk had annoyed her or something. I made her a hot chocolate and took her coat. She went upstairs. I noticed that the coat was dirty on the back and noted to mention to her that it needed a dry clean in the morning. I tidied up and went upstairs.Chris had fallen into a deep sleep, chocolate untouched. I tried to wake her but no joy so I just put a blanket over her. She was on her own side of the bed.