On the other hand, if I guessed wrong, it could have the opposite effect. I might find myself with unwanted protections, and an execution squad on sta...ndby.Things were well enough in hand in England, that John thought it safe for the woman to return. I had teleported to John's house, and returned to my Alaskan home with him, the day he had decided this. We decided to have a celebratory dinner together.I proudly showed John my home, with Courtney hanging onto my good arm. He was interested in. “What do you know about the story? Or stories that you heard?”She looked at me blankly.“Exactly. You know the synopsis. The summary. I will tell you the story next week in class,” I said.“Very well.”“Representing the National Honor Society, Kendra Jackson and Chad Dupree!”We waved politely as cheers rang out. I watched the others get introduced as well as the coronation. I watched Cecily pass down her crown to “The Duchess”, of whom I was crazy about for years. She and her brother won. How can she? She can't… I can't let her take the blame for me… Tessa… please… Mistress walks around to Ashley's side of the cage. Every time a heel clacks on the concrete floor Ashley's heart skips a beat. The slave crawls alongside Mistress. The girl has a metal ring in her mouth, keeping her jaw open. It's strapped tightly around the back of her head, so she can't push it out with her tongue, which hangs slightly over the bottom of the ring. Mistress kneels down next to Ashley, "Is that true. Am I right?"At that point, all the women in the room stopped what they were doing and looked at her expectantly."Huh?" Kayla replied, and stared at the woman for a second through her glasses. 'What am I supposed to be new at?' She wondered.The Nubian woman asked, "Have you ever been to one of Chloe's parties before?" No. I guess this is my first time. I talked to her yesterday but, I didn't tell her I was coming. I decided to surprise her instead. She's been begging me to come for a visit. Do.