It was a very submissive act. My bottom felt exposed, and very vulnerable.I couldn’t see anything, but I could hear the Headmistress moving behind m...e. My anticipation grew and I could feel myself tensing up. I felt something tap my bottom, and knew it was about to start…The rustle of clothes and I heard the swing, then;Thwack!‘Arghhh - fuck!’ I felt a searing pain across my buttocks. I couldn’t help it - I let go of the desk and, standing up, grabbed my bottom.‘Get back over the desk, Lonsdale!. I was sure I was the only person in the world who felt like this until I saw the tape Jill was watching last night." Aunt Susan hugged me, sensing my confusion and my need for support. "There are lots of people who feel exactly like you do. Don't think you're a freak of nature, because you're not. Your mother and father know how you feel. We talked it over and decided that your stay here would a perfect time to let you find out if being a woman is really what's best for you. We just want. We met at the coffee shop at the decided hour. There was Anna with her medium sized zip case protecting her classic. There I was with a similar vinyl case protecting my Dorian Gray. What wasn’t expected was how cute she was. She had a kind of alternative hair style with a few streaks of pink in her naturally blond hair. Glasses in the style of the 1950’s. Her clothes looked particularly vintage - they could have been from the 1930’s based on some movies I’d seen. She was pleasantly plump with. When we booked the holiday my then girlfriend had just announced that she was taking a year out to travel and she might look me up when and/or if she came back. I had driven her to the airport in early September. She sent me two postcards and one email that month. I had sent two or three emails a week but stopped after Christmas when she didn’t reply. Now it was January so I assumed I was an ex-boyfriend. I knew she was still alive, well and travelling because I met her parents frequently. She.