" Well what is it then?" Before I could move, she'd torn away the quilt."I'm sorry," I whimpered pathetically, "I was dreaming, I didn't meanto."She s...tood silently for a moment apparently computing the situation,before to my amazement a small smile appeared, "that's OK. Little girlsare prone to accidents in bed." What? I didn't wet the bed Sara." Oh you didn't? Well, why are you so wet then?"I was silent. I could tell it was no use arguing. It was clear what thewetness was due to. I knew it and. Her face clearly expressed her extreme shyness as she was just in her white cotton camisole and a small maroon panty. Conforming my earlier doubts, she was without any bra! Coming down to her neck, I licked all of her cleavage.The borders and thin straps of her camisole became wet from my exhaustive licking. I took her hands to her head so that I could have a view of her armpits. She had fine underarm hairs. My darling doesn’t shave! I thoroughly kissed and licked those natural armpits. Again I. Blake's reiteration of his belief that Mark was dead started up Lisa's sobbing again. Their lawyer looked at her briefly, and then said "Now isn't the time to be pleading our case to each other. Our first thing is to see what we can do about getting you two out of here. We have to consider your bail. From what the two of you told me, and with what I see in this set of charges, I expect they'll be asking for bail in the neighborhood of about $100,000 for each of you. Is bail going to be a. I mean, yes, I do, but I am bit nervous, Headmistress.”She smiled.“There’s nothing to worry about, yet! But please tell me the kind of things you like and why you answered my advert, and you can address me as ‘Miss’.”“Well, Miss, I have never been properly punished, properly thrashed, and I guess you, being a headmistress, I thought this might be the place to come. I’m not sure about the headmaster, although I like the idea of the humiliation of being punished by a couple.”“So you want a good.