Tammy’s my friend. Aren’t you Tammy?’ ‘I am.’ Tammy replied, standing next to Michelle and running her fingers down the side of my face. ‘...ammy knows.’ Michelle said, kissing me and returning her hands to pulling up the hem of my dress. ‘Everything?’ I gasped as a hand, then a second and then a third slid inside the rear of my knickers. ‘Everything.’ Michelle confirmed. I thought about the telephone handset she’d had in her office at the health centre she used to run. Fingers, gentle fingers,. Very different.” She whimpered pathetically, squirming and grinding her hips into the edge of the bed. Hands tightly bound behind her now. Bent at the elbow. Each hand grasping the opposite forearm, to keep them safely out of the way of anything which might happen to be whistling down on her lovely bottom. “ It will be only a sting at first. When it falls. A sharp sting. The real pain comes a second after that. A hotter pain than from my hand or the paddles by far. Spreading out over your. More

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