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her remark but he forced a smile and extended his hand.
    â€œPeter Finch, pleased to meet you,” he said.
    â€œVicky Trent,” she answered, accepting his hand after no more than an instant of hesitation. “Tiffs tells me you’ve got a money making scheme on the go?”
    â€œYes,” Peter told her and began to explain his plans.
    Vicky listened, first looking surprised and a bit annoyed, but not shocked, and as Peter carried on his initial embarrassment began to fade. She shrugged as he finished, gave Tiffany a searching look, then turned back to him.
    â€œYou’re a dirty pervert, do you know that?” she demanded. “But yes, I can see it would work, done the right way. Only, you have to let me do the organizing and I get half the money.”
    â€œOne third,” Peter pointed out. “There are three of us.”
    â€œHalf,” Vicky insisted. “I’m the one taking the risks. If I get caught that means the cane, six strokes in front of assembly, maybe twelve. You do realize I’m Head Girl?”
    â€œYes,” Peter admitted, “but still …”
    â€œAnd another thing, I’m not dressing up as a penguin.”
    â€œBut that’s essential,” Peter protested. “It’s supposed to be a genuine punishment, from the nuns.”
    â€œThat’s not going to work,” Vicky retorted. “I can tell the girls it’s a competition for cash and they’ll take a spanking, and maybe I could explain why I was dressed like a penguin. But if we got caught I’d get two dozen strokes of the cane in assembly, bare bottom, and I’d get expelled.”
    â€œThat’s awkward …” Peter admitted, trailing off as he tried to think of a way around the problem, only for Vicky to carry on talking before he could come up with anything.
    â€œYou can explain it’s a Head Girl’s punishment. They’ll believe that, and it will explain why the girls aren’t all that reluctant too, because I’m sure all you perverts over at Broadfields think we’re in and out of each other’s knickers all day long. So I want half the money, and I want to do the spanking as well.”
    â€œI thought Rosa …”
    â€œWe don’t need Rosa.”
    â€œI want it done a certain way,” Peter persisted, “with one nun to pull the girls’ knickers down and another to do the spanking. That way there’s plenty to see.”
    Vicky gave him a look of disgust and shook her head.
    â€œYou get to see the spankings, and that’s more than enough for a bunch of little perverts like you. But don’t worry, it’ll be knickers down, and I’ll make them do time in the corner, you know, bare bottom to the room and hands on their heads.”
    â€œThat’s great,” Peter went on, still obstinate. “But I want the girls’ knickers pulled down first, like a sort of pageant line. So they’re paraded with their bottoms bare while they’re waiting for their spankings, then spanked, then sent to line up against the wall. And I want to see everything, so you’re to make sure the girls’ legs are open while they’re spanked.”
    â€œYou really are a pervert, aren’t you?” Vicky answered.
    â€œI don’t piss on girls in the shower,” Peter answered, taking a chance that Tiffany’s fantasy had been at least partially based on truth.
    Vicky went scarlet instantly, casting a furious glance at Tiffany, then spoke to Peter once more.
    â€œOkay, if that’s the way you want it, how about having the girls pull each other’s knickers down before they go over my lap?”
    â€œAlright,” Peter agreed, intrigued. This idea seemed likely to be just as shameful for the girls as his own idea had been, even if the situation seemed to be slipping slightly out of his control. “I’ll leave the rest of the details to you, but if any