“So In ‘N’ Out?” John asks, confirming our next adventure; eating. “Yeah,” Ethan replies, while Robert simultaneously answers, “I’m d...own.” The boys split off heading to their lockers to retrieve their belongings they didn’t want damaged in battle. Ethan leans in to kiss me before he goes. “I probably shouldn’t have invited you,” he says against my mouth, though his smile is telling me he’s joking. “Why?” I ask, looking up at him. “I think my friends like you now," he grins and pulls me. . There batch was separate no student was at that time. . Both were simple not so beautiful. . Like average girls around of age 20-22 years. . One is Aman and another one is Raman (name changed for their secrecy) I started the simple basics of computer. . 5-6 days everything was going normal. . i forgot to tell that when their father came first day I gave him my visiting card. . After a week Raman rang me on my mobile that and said “sir, Aman want to be your friend”. . I told come at morning we. "Now get on all fours," he ordered. "Yes sir," I replied, and got into position. Crack went the whip across my ass. I yelled out as I wasn't expecting it. "Did you just yell?" he asked. "Yes sir. Sorry sir," I muttered, with my head down. He sat down on the bed and pulled me up and over his lap. "I'm going to punish you for that. You are going to get twenty spanks and I want you to count each one. Do you understand?" he said in his deep voice. "Yes master," I replied. His hand gently rubbed. I went straight in, and found myself in what was quite obviously Bethany’s room – decorated in shades of primarily old-rose and dusty pink, with glossy white paintwork that highlighted the delicacy of those shades of colour. Then, adding a couple of more dramatic colour splashes, were a few objects of either rich burgundy or muted emerald green. The bed, an over-sized one, had a throw-over that picked up those colours, contrasting with the crisp whiteness of what were obviously.