Volume 15 – The Woodettes - The Woody Back to School Unit

The Woodettescontents across the crimson mass. “Desperate time’ssister,” she said, “requires desperate measures,” andproceeded to rub the balm in vigorously.Deborah just groaned.Several hours later Deborah Morton had achance to reciprocate. Debs had spent a mostdisagreeable afternoon sitting on a hard seat in thelecture hall. The effects of the spanking were showingno signs of cooling down. As soon as the last bellrang she wiggled painfully out of the lecture hall andout into the quad. She hoped that a brisk walk wouldrelieve some of the stiffness in her poor beleagueredbum.As she limped through the cloisters she sawthe unmistakable figure of Cassie Cassy cutting acrossthe quadrangle. Deborah squinted, the signs wereinstantly recognizable. Cassie had the unique wriggleto her gait that could only be the result of a recentwhopping.Debs hurried over and caught up with Cassie.“Hey sis, you been in the wars again?” sheasked.Cassie grinned weakly. “You’ve got it in one,”she told Debs.“Holy shit this is a mess,” exclaimed Deborahas she studied the state of her chum’s rear end,“what the hell have you been up to?”“Oh just a double bender,” giggled Cassie, “nobig deal,” but she wriggled appreciatively as she feltthe cooling balms being massaged into her stripes.