I arranged to meet Marion at ten o'clock at her house. After my last visit I felt excited about the sex we would enjoy and the stories I promised I would tell her about my school punishments. Marion was standing at her door in her robe as I parked my car...
As I drove away from my house I wasn't thinking about my boss Steve, who I was about to pick up. We would be away together in Liverpool all week working and no doubt enjoying the sex we always indulged in. My life had changed dramatically in the last coup...
Debbie woke early on Saturday morning just as it was getting light. She'd slept like a log and as she opened her eyes the only thing on her mind was the caning her mum promised she was going to give her today. Her hands where she'd been caned at school ye...
When Mike had finished at university, he was due to start work in his chosen profession with a top law firm working in the city. He had passed his law degree with a first and because of this, he had found that he had first pick of most of the positions be...
When they arrived at Marion's she parked the car on the drive and the three girls entered the house. Debbie was leaking down below with excitement remembering what had just happened and what was still to come. Her hands were still stinging from her caning...
Debbie attended her interview at Warwick University where her boyfriend Mike was a first-year student. She had acquitted herself excellently during the interview and the professor who conducted it told her he expected that she would be a credit to the uni...
Debbie's mum Susan had met Mike's mum Marion at ten sharp as arranged in the Olde Coffee Shop in the High Street. They greeted each other like old friends and the conversation was soon flowing very nicely. Sue was a stunning natural blonde and Marion coul...
After our caning for Debbie using a crib sheet, we didn't imagine we would be back in trouble two months later. Deb's and I played truant to watch a film, Goals at the pictures. Our exams were over and I was due to leave school for University that Augus...
It was 1966 and a year to remember for many reasons. I was at Harrow Grammar School a very strict but with excellent sport and academic results. Debbie, my girlfriend, was nearly seventeen, a real beauty and I was in the year above. We had been going out...
