Although I love the holidays (particularly, giving presents and seeing my friends), one of my core needs is a routine in life – which the holidays cruelly disrupt. I may be having fun, but at the same time I begin fantasising about getting up before dawn, having supervised showers, swallowing toast in a still-dark room, and sitting down to work at my school desk, with the schedule for the day all marked up. There’s a quick spanking every time I transgress, and a no-nonsense caning at the end of the day for any offences big enough to merit it.

This fantasy is extremely difficult to cater for in reality, because, just as it needs commitment from the “pupil”, it also demands complete attention from the “teacher”. Unfortunately, Abel has to focus on his own work; there’s no way for him to turn into an oppressor of schoolgirls without neglecting his own life in the process.

All the same, the need for routine may just win, and I may get my uniform out in the first day, and oppress myself. I’m sure Abel can provide the spanking, if necessary.