I was really temptedto leave right then and there, but decided to stay. For her, I couldeasily tough it out."Hi, I'm late." Jill said as she entered t...he room.Gossipy whispers fluctuated before the meeting was brought to order.I feel bad even for what happened then. It had been a long day and thebusiness format bored me to tears. Even worse, a good deal of theissues they were talking about stopped interesting me almostimmediately. It was very different from the feminists of the early1900's who. It was like that episode of Seinfeld, when George bought that shirt with a spot on it. Once I knew it was there, I couldn't ignore it. I found myself in my room every single day after school, just hoping I'd see her. After the tenth time I saw her undress, she ditched her bra. I was the complete opposite of sad then, and not too long after that, she just walked around naked. She would just stand there towards her window and look at clothes completely naked. So, about a month after the first. I shook her hand and said; “shall we begin?” she took a deep breath and nodded. “Turn off your cell phone and hand me your purse”. She pulled her phone out of her purse and let me watch as she turned it off. “Why do you want my purse?” “You won't need it until this is over. What's in the suitcase? Do you have any medications?” “ No medications except for the birth control pills. Also a change of clothes, underwear and makeup”. “ Hand me the pills. You will not need the clothes or makeup until. I moaned. "You're behaving like a brat," he told me sternly. "You wagged uni today, you messed up the living room and didn't clean up after yourself and you told me, and my parents, who you haven't even met, to go fuck themselves." That did sound bad. "Technically I said fuck them." He tapped my bottom and I squeaked. He got out his phone. "I'm setting the stop watch. I'll stop when it goes off. You will get the same as last time. Five minutes of nice hard smacking on your bare bottom." I.