As she rests in her study after her charity netball game – still in her short navy skirt, white socks and plimsoles – Miss Havering looks for once, more like a a pupil than a headmistress. With everybody else in the school still out on the sportsfield, she gets the urge to call Mr Thornhill over for a little fantasy role play.. he becoming headmaster and she reverting to schoolgirl. Before long Miss Havering finds herself over her own desk and then over Mr Thornhill's knee as the study echoes to a firm hand spanking! And that is only the beginning – there is also a strap on the window sill....

As she rests in her study after her charity netball game – still in her short navy skirt, white socks and plimsoles – Miss Havering looks for once, more like a a pupil than a headmistress. With everybody else in the school still out on the sportsfield, she gets the urge to call Mr Thornhill over for a little fantasy role play.. he becoming headmaster and she reverting to schoolgirl. Before long Miss Havering finds herself over her own desk and then over Mr Thornhill's knee as the study echoes to a firm hand spanking! And that is only the beginning – there is also a strap on the window sill... needless to say Mr Thornhill has his eyes on that as well!