Marion had to stop herself from giggling in glee, she simply pulled the glass from the outstretched digits and d****d the uniform over her subby's bac...k. Jeanette slowly pulled the uniform around and was careful not to let it touch the floor. She then dressed speedily amid goading to get faster without leaving her knees. At the cap Jeanette bowed her head and held it upright as one might present a flogger. Marion roughly pulled her subs shoulder length hair up into a high pony and tapered it off. I was sweating with anticipation and my stomach was turning somersaults as each boy received six painful strokes of the rod before being sent out of the room until I was left alone still bending at a 90 degree angle. As Millhouse, who had been standing next to me, stood up he winked at me through tear stained eyes and mouthed, “you’ll not really get caned – he wouldn’t dare.” “I’m sure your little friends will presume that I will relent and give you a softer punishment; don’t you think?”. It amazes me the power women have over the opposite sex sometimes."Nicely handled, Jules," Mom commented setting our drinks down."Thanks, that was just too weird, though," I replied."You better get used to it. It's one of the disadvantages of being a girl. Unless you have a boyfriend or husband standing next to you, you're a target." Oh boy, would a shirt that said lesbian in big bold letters work?" Not for all of them, I'm afraid." Well, I guess being a girl can't all be fun and games." It's. My displeasure with the mosquitoes was uniformly shared by the others and we considered our decision to return to Washington’s headquarters as timely because a new invasion of the pesky flying attackers was starting with a building crescendo of irritating buzzing in the ears as soon as the sun went down.It reminded me of the careful setting of the mosquito netting over our sleeping bags in the jungles because the things carried so many diseases that we were repeatedly stabbed with needles to.