Meanwhile Hila makes an excuse and leaves Mr Susheer and Savita in each other’s company.‘Do you dance, Savita?’ Mr Susheer asks‘I sure do. Let...’s show them how it’s done’ answers a bold savita.Mr.Susheer and savita dances close. Every time Mr Susheer lifts her up during the dance she wonders how strong he is…..’Anyone that can dance this well has to be able to fuck’‘My Pussy is so wet for this man and he knows he can have me this way’ Savita says to herself as she realises Mr.Susheer’s strong. Fewer than a dozen people are standing around -- mostly men with a few women. All of them are naked with healthy bodies. Most of the men are aroused, and their cocks bob before them. One guy is stroking himself, and a couple of the women have their fingers in their slits gently masturbating themselves. Their nipples are hard.They are ready to welcome me into their ranks. They have traditions, and I will observe them. For this ceremony, I must be submissive. I will do what I am told.Someone. The sound of the saw that cut off the cast was enough to make my skin crawl. The only good thing was that it was quick, although the dead skin that was underneath was enough to gag me.With the sheet over me, I was wheeled away to get my legs X-rayed."If he's safe," Jessica demanded from her mother, "then where is he?"The two were sitting on the running board, on the side of Engine No. 2. Not the most comfortable seat, but at the moment, one of the few around."Let me ask one of the firemen. I'm. Girls were required to wear pleated skirts and knee socks. Naturally corporal punishment was used in the school. The parents/members insisted on that. In order to protect ourselves legally, we required all parents to sign a consent form allowing any teacher or administrator to use CP.It wasn’t the school where I started to test the limits of my authority. Even before the school existed, I had started pushing the envelope during family counseling sessions. Many families have discipline problems.