He threatened to expel me, realisticly preventing me from passing any exams’Then he gave me the alternative. A bare bottom spanking. I immediately a...greed. It had been a fantasy of mine ever since I discovered my clit to be spanked and then fucked and spunked in. He didn’t disappoint me.He bent me over his desk, flipped my short skirt up over my back and pulled down my blue serge schoolgirl knickers, which were , already, moist and creamy in the gusset. He then started to bring his hand down on. I want you to…you know.” That wasn’t good enough. “Want me to what, Amara?” he asked. “What do you want me to do.” “Put it in me,” she said. “You know…your penis.” “You want me to fuck you, Amara?” She nodded. “Are you sure? Are you really sure that’s something you want and you’re not doing just because I want to?” “I want to,” she said. “I’m not sure…” “Please!” she begged. “Please, Nick. Put your penis in me. Do sex with me.” “Ask me to fuck you,” he said. It felt dirty to say it, but it also. Two days later Friday at 3:15pm, Jack was quiet all day until then, he walked over to me to give me a brochure called Str8in it OUT the address and phone number with a picture of a man and woman laughing together as the picture. When I opened the brochure it had my name and the present date on it. Jack stood there and smiled. "I told you I would make an appointment for you. Lucky for you I'm working tonight and you will have a lot of fun. Much drinking some smoking and lots of therapy.". She never seemed embarrassed. We both laughed about it. It was a sexual thing and I was positive the teenager knew it was a sexual thing. She was entering the coffee shop by the time I got out of my car.Cindy Barlow was talking with some other girls across the counter. I counted on her feeling someone staring at her. I was over twenty feet away and really bored into her. It worked. Her head came up and she took in the coffee shop. She claimed that she could tell when people were looking at her.