Stupid homework, why hadn't she done it? It was easy, but she'd wasted the time messaging her friends instead, and she knew the consequences. A letter home, or a knickers down bottom spanking by the vile Mr Jones. He was such a letch, always staring at their young bodies, trying to see up their skirts, and now she was going to go in his office, bend over his desk, and pull her own knickers down, so that he could perv over her bare bottom, plump soft thighs, probably even better able to see her fanny if he made her bend over far enough.....













