TVR/Janet2/Bath/Bed/Incest/Changes

Next morning at breakfast, everything seems different. At first, you think it might be because they know what you and Andrew did, but it's something more than that. For a start, Mother looks happy. She's even singing as she makes toast and passes out the cereal bowls, although she is walking a bit funny. Father can't seem to concentrate on his paper and keeps looking at you and then at Andrew and then at Mother.

Normally, when Andrew leaves to catch the bus, Mother just gives him a little wave or a peck on the cheek, but this morning she gives him a proper kiss. When you're ready to go, she kisses you too. Father gets up and offers to drive you. It's not that far, and you normally walk, but you're not going to turn down the chance of turning up at school in the Jaguar.

When you're both in the car he doesn't drive off straight away but turns and looks at you. "Is everything okay," he says, and before you can answer he goes on. "Your Mother and I know how you have been getting pretty close to Andrew lately. He's a nice boy and any girl would be lucky to have him as a boyfriend. We don't know what you get up to in your rooms but so long as you're happy, it's okay with us."

That was about the longest speech you can ever remember him making, and as you glide down the road you realise that he's actually told you that he knows what you and Andrew have been doing and that it is all right. When you get to school, you get up on your knees and give him a kiss. He is a bit surprised at first, but then he kisses you back. "I love you, Princess," he says you climb out of the car.

At break time, you can't wait to tell Susan and she wants to know every detail. "If you're going to be doing it a lot you need to get some different ideas about things boys and girls can do in bed together," she says.

You're quite happy with the way things are, but you can't help asking what she means.

"You know I told you about Uncle Jim," she says. "He's got some picture books with all kinds of different ways of fucking. If you want, I could ask him to show them to you."

"Couldn't you just lend me one?"

Susan shakes her head. "He won't let me take one out of his house. I think they were expensive and they kind of illegal so he could get in trouble just for having them."

You say you will talk to Andrew about it and let her know, and then it's time for Double English with Mr Baker. Halfway through the class, you put your hand up because you need a wee and he lets you go after telling you off for not going at break time. While you're sitting on the toilet with your knickers around your ankles a naughty thought comes into your head and you carefully pull them off over your shoes and tuck them into your pocket. When you get back to class you can't help thinking about what Mr Baker would do if he knew you didn't have any knickers on.

You're not really paying attention to the class, so it's no big surprise when he tells you to stay behind. "I don't know what's come over you today," he says. "You're supposed to be my star pupil." He's turned his chair sideways and your standing in front of him with the window behind you. You can feel the warm sunshine on the back of your legs. You're wearing your school uniform grey pleated skirt and because of your recent growth spurt, it only comes halfway down your thighs.

You look down at his lap and you can see the bulge where his cock is beginning to swell and you wonder how much he can see through the thin material of your skirt. "Last time I told you off I threaten to spank you. Which would you prefer, a spanking or some lines?"

You don't really know what to say, so you just stand there looking down at your feet. He stands up, walks over to the back of the classroom and sits down in an upright chair. "Come Here," he says in that voice that teachers use that seems to get right into your head and make you do what they want. You walk over and stand beside him and he catches hold of your arm, not roughly, but firmly and turns you sideways before bending you forward across his lap.

You have to stifle a giggle as you know what a shock is going to get when he lifts your skirt up to find nothing but a bare bum. The first slap takes you by surprise and you can't help crying out. It's not really hard, it just stings a bit and he keeps his warm hand on your bare bottom. "You're a naughty girl," he says and slaps you again. This time he angles his hand so that he can push a finger down between the cheeks of your bum. "It's girls like you that make a teacher's life so hard," he says and you feel his finger pressing against your pussy.

" I know I made you hard," you think, feeling his stiff cock underneath you. He gives you a second slap which you hardly feel and then stands you up. "I think that's enough for today," he says. As you leave the classroom, you look back and although you can't see clearly, you can see his arm moving up and down and it's not hard to work out what he's doing.

"That was a bit weird this morning," you say. You're at home in the dining room and Andrew looks up from his books.

"They know," he says.

"I know that, but the weird thing is they don't seem to mind."

Andrew shrugs. "Do you really think so?"

"Daddy more or less said so in the car this morning."

"In the car?"

"Yeah, that was the other strange thing, he drove me to school and I think it's because he wanted to talk to me."

"What did he say?"

You think back to that strange conversation in the car. "He said any girl would be lucky to have you for a boyfriend. And then he said that's a long as we are happy, they don't mind what we get up to on our own."

"Grown-ups are weird," Andrew says going back to his books and you agree.

• Later that evening