" They are? I bet all those little sorority sluts in my class get wet panties for me. And they all need a spanking like you."With his big long hand, D...an spanked my ass cheek and when he did I saw pre-cum shoot out of his cock. This fantasy he had had for awhile was surely pleasing him."Teacher," I said. "I promise I'll be a good girl and not make mistakes, anymore."Dan was still staring at my fabulous ass. One cheek had a little red spot where he spanked me. I said, "Teacher, you can pull my. I remembered that small detail very well.We said little for a good part of the ride. It was Inez who eventually broke the silence with a pithy observation."Look at the people in these cars," she said in a low voice, motioning out the window. "They're just going about their lives. They don't know what's about to happen. But we do." I've never been more unnerved by my pre-knowledge than I am right now," I stated firmly. "Actually, 'unnerved' is not the proper expression. Flat-out scared is."At. The surrounding hillsides were covered with varying densities of the pine forest that dominated this region of the Rocky Mountains. Lauren scouted out the area and chose a campsite on the other side of the highway. It was perfect, covered in shadow much of the day and not directly visible from the road.Lauren remembered vaguely heading across the highway that night to set up an observation point with Rod and Spike. Details got a little fuzzy after that. Had she heard a sound and stopped? Or. You are with friends now. They won't find you here," again the woman tried to comfort him. By the looks of her she was forty years old. Her face was wizened and deep lines creased out from a pair of deep brown eyes. Her graying hair had been tied back and by her tanned complexion he worked out she had worked on the land for some years. "Who are you? Where am I? How do know my name?" He demanded."My name is Brigid, you are in my husband's inn at Eyam. We know your name because of who came.