." And now?" It's what I wanna do. D'ya know that Nikki's talking to them about channel issues for the communications?" She's fifteen." Almost sixteen...," I said. "She's just doing what she CAN do. That's what we're all doing: What we CAN do." I smiled. I think I had him. "Isn't that what YOU do?" On my better days," he replied."Well, I know what you mean there, Ken. Now, this Introduction to Engineering..." And we worked through a few questions I had. Got another work assignment. Felt like next. She wouldn't i pondered... she's playing, she's making me suffer with fear.. surely she would never do anything this severe..."slave, stage two of your punishment will remind you of what you have done forever. Never again will you decieve a girlfriend or Mistress. You are to be tattooed with your true identity as a "sissy slave" just on the pubic region above your pathetic little cock, i suggest you remain still".With that the two assistants sat on my legs and on my chest facing my cock so they. Benny stood there with his hands to nose. His shirt turning red from the blood streaming from his nose. The office staff had heard everything that had gone on in the principal’s office.“He hit me. Call the police. I’m pressing charges.” What he said didn’t quite come out that clearly, but the meaning of his words were obvious.According to Principal Atkinson, Tim and Benny were a gang of juvenile delinquents destined for prison at some point. Both of them had to be put in their place so that. “Hi mom, I am back” shouted Lucy as she came through the door. She returned home from the office where she has been working since she started college. “How was work?” I shouted as she walked into the lounge. “Ok I guess. Jimmy was trying to hit on me as usual.” Lucy replied. “But I scared him off,” came a voice from the doorway. My face lit up with a big smile, it was Lucy’s best friend Heather. Heather and Lucy are in college and had jobs in the same office complex. They had been.