Next was changing for our tennis lesson, and Miss Coach played the two of us. Lisa had always beaten me till our first game on her first weekend, and I felt like a tennis star at Roland Garros. It didn't last! I messed up my footing with my backhand. Lisa won the game, and I got my thighs smacked. 'AIE! and OUCH!' Then she had me repeat the move at least a dozen times, and I eventually had a real canon ball. Monsieur clocked it at close to 100 kh.
Miss Tennis Coach repeatedly told Lisa to be less cocky. She eventually asked why she was so excited. Lisa was more than happy to tell her about the brawl. "I am going to learn how to fight! I will be called Ramba, feminine for Rambo! Nah! It sounds like that rumba dance." Miss laughed and forgave her.
After tennis and showers it was homework on the dinning room table. Monsieur supervised us and Lisa just about couldn't sit still. He also worked on his laptop, I was sure he was preparing a quiz for us. We had a break playing piano and violin. Then I wasn't too surprised when he announced that he has prepared a quiz for us. The musical intermission hadn't calmed down Lisa. She made a mess of the quiz.
Monsieur told her that she has to learn to control her emotions, and pulled her across his knees. Her skirt went up and her knickers down. She got la grande fessée I had told her about. He alternated between her bum and her thighs. He roasted her! She wriggled her bum, pedaled her legs, and bawled, but he held her firmly.
"AIE! OUCH! AIEE! OUCHEE! AIEEE! OUCHEEE!"
She eventually sniffled like a well spanked little girl. Monsieur helped her up, and ordered. "Skirt and knickers around your ankles, ten minutes in the corner with your hands atop your head!"
After having released her from corner time, he told her to get dressed. He offered her a first breathing lesson with having her lay down on the sofa, and to breath slowly with her tummy. "Close your eyes feel your breathing slowing your heartbeat. Relax your toes, calves, thighs, etc."
Lisa wasn't ready for the seventh level of transcendental meditation. I couldn't help giggling for her down to earth diagnostic.
"Nothing wrong with my toes and calves, but my derriere and thighs are still burning!"
Monsieur was practical. "Then focus on that, and remember that you were a naughty girl!"
Later, as we were in the kitchen about to prepare diner, she gave me a kiss and pulled my hands onto her still fiery bum.
"Wait!'
"Huh!"
She was about to be pouting, but smiled when she saw that I had taken a clean wash cloth under the tap with cold water.
I rubbed her thighs and bottom without taking down her knickers. She purred. I laughed. "You're enjoying that too much! I will tell Monsieur that you have wet your knickers and he will give you another fessée!"
"Meanie!"
Dinner was fillets of sole with a lemon butter sauce. Monsieur told how he had supervised close combat training as a young lieutenant.
"As soon as we had taught them a few things they felt invincible. The boys more than the girls charged head first. Some girls being real tomboys also charged without thinking. Remember to first protect yourself and wait, if need be, you take a step back..."
Then the bell of the front door chimed. Lisa ran to open and joined us with Alicia the daughter of the neighbors. Older than us, about twenty two, also in med school, in her fourth year. At the uni she looked down on us first year students, and today she was blushing.
Monsieur warmly welcomed her. "How may we help you?"
She blushed crimson up to her ears as she stammered. "Papa wants to borrow your ca... ca... cane... p... ple... please...Sir."
"Haha! You have again failed a major test?"
"Huh... oui... Monsieur."
"Lisa go and fetch the cane."
She ran upstairs, while Alicia sheepishly tugged down her miniskirt...
She ran upstairs, while Alicia sheepishly tugged down her miniskirt...
Patricia and Lisa
To be continued...
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