I hugged her tighter. “Jennifer, I told you earlier that I’d be here for you no matter what.” Jennifer stopped crying and looked at me with a lo...ok of adoration.Ron started talking again, still looking at Jennifer. “I had the same thoughts as you earlier. I spoke to Edith, the lady from Social Services and she’d like to speak to both of you again. Just a minute while I get her on the phone.”Ron used the speakerphone to contact Edith and once she was ready, Ron continued. “Edith, as we discussed,. I heard her breathing right in front of me, gasping really. "Jackie, you can go home now, I've changed my mind. This isn't what I need to do. I hoped it was, but it isn't. Maybe if I'd stayed there that night and we'd fought, then it might have been what I needed. It's too late for that now." I won't say I was sorry not to get kicked between my legs, but I was disappointed that it was going to involve something different from physical punishment. She turned around after I'd opened my eyes and. What do you suggest we do to her so we can get some photos,” said the professor.“Hold her down.”“Smack her around.”“Booze. Get her drunk.”“Or pills. Get her wasted.”“Tie her up. You know. Bondage.”“That would be good,” said the professor. “Bondage and lesbian. What do you want to do to her Tuyen? What’s your little kink?”Tuyen’s face went pink as she blushed, then she smiled. “I’d like to try a strapon with Bing. A big one.”The class laughed and whistled at this suggestion. It was such a. After we said our goodnights and they were gone I followed Jen up to our bedroom. I sensed that Jen didn’t want to get undressed in front of me. She tried to slip past me to go into the bathroom to change. I grabbed her and threw her down on the bed. I pulled up her skirt to reveal her soaking panties. I saw the terrified look on Jen’s face when she thought that I was going to ask her about her wet panties. Instead I just pulled them down her legs, dropped my pants and climbed between her legs..