Steve Marriot

                                                                               RIP

My first love, gone but not forgotten,

Steve Marriot..

Steve Marriot.

Steve Marriot of the Small Faces my first love ,tho Id hd crushes on pop singers before this was the real thing, gorgeous Stevie, Id go to bed with him, tho in those innocent days my knowledge of what men and woman did in bed together was a mystery,
schoolgirl gossip,we giggled and sniggered at each rediculous story, lads put their thing inside you and you had a baby,
the boys in my class hardly inspired passion, its funny looking back now,our adolescent hormones nd fantasies running wild,
but I had no worries Stevie would know what to do,

Yvonne learns a lesson,

Well Yvonne, youve gone and done it now, havent you, yes sir I suppose so,the seventeen year old school girl,spoke softly her eyes downcast,
the headmaster spoke quietly,no anger in his voice,
Im disappointed he continued, Yvonne after our last little chat,I was hoping your behavior would change,
would improve dramatically,your work has slipped further back,
if you pull your socks up you have a brilliant chance of getting in to university,and forging a great career,
and making your mum proud of you, how do you think she would feel if you wasted your oppotunity,after all the sacrifices shes made for you ,it hasnt been easy for her,
I know sir,Im sorry I should have listened to you last time, I,ll really change now sir today tomorrow,
the girl spoke,with a sob in her voice,
yes I believe you this time,
but I have to think of the school as a whole, I cant let you go unpunished,
yes sir I realise,Im sorry,
well ,I certainly dont want to involve the police, or expell you and ruin your academic future,
so reluctantly,I must fall back on my third option,though Im allways loath to use corporal punishment on a girl of your age and academic record,
I feel that is my only choice,tho you can choose to leave school now of your own free will,
your probably aware I cane on the bottom,
well Yvonne ? I,ll accept the cane sir, she replied in a trembly voice,
ok, you will recieve one stroke of the cane on your bottom,
would you like a female teacher present as a witness,? no thanks sir ,Id just like to get it over and get back to my studies,
sir,I hate getting the cane but I appreciate you giving me this chance to get back on track,
right stand up move the chair to one side,
the head had all ready produced his bamboo cane,
touch your toes yvonne,she did as she was ordered,
the outline of her tiny cotton panties was visible through the thin black material of  her tight knee lenght school skirt,
ready Yvonne,she heard the swish of the cane,ouch!she yelled with the shock of the bamboo hitting her bottom,she stood up, then the initial shock wore off she began to feel the pain,
her bottom was throbbing she coulnt remember such agony,
her hands went to her bottom,rubbing gingerly,
she was sobbing, tears ran down her cheeks,she didnt care ,she was feeling so sore,
well done Yvonne you took your punishment bravely,no shame in crying,
go to the wash room and freshen up,
yes sir she sniffed,
I will speak to you next week about extra coaching to bring you up to speed,
with subjects where you have dropped back, yes sir, thanks she said as she hurriedly escaped the heads room,