Maggie arrived at the old schoolhouse each time she volunteered as a docent at the Old Village in nearly the same frame of mind, lamenting the state of schools today. The atmosphere of this old building, relocated to this village, exuded warmth with a focus on learning. She didn’t know any better than her contemporaries about what it was really like back then, but the common perception was of a caring, maternal teacher wh...

“So, what do we do now? You have a choice, Jon. I’d be happy to have dinner with you right now,” she started, loving the smile that crept over his face. “Or we can go to my house where I can take these pants down and give this naughty bottom of yours the spanking it deserves?” “Oh my God, Miss Maggie! Really?” “Before you agree, you need to know that it will be much harder and quickly progress to your bare bottom!” she wa...