It surprised me to find that when I looked at the girl, who was alone currently, I saw her vital stats, including stress levels. With a push of a side... button, I saw that she had been keeping herself busy for her next appointment, and she never needed any artificial lubricant. As I zoomed in on the girl, which was on the three monitors as well, the powerful woman told me that while this girl looked eleven or twelve, she was eighteen. When the woman took her in, the girl was skin and bones. She. I signed the logbook, and was given a hall pass to return to class.“As I reflected on the lack of a WOW factor from the HM’s spanking, I noted that my skirt covered me so no one was seeing my bare bottom, and I wasn’t getting feelings of shame. My panties were not around my ankles constantly reminding me my bottom was bare and sticking up in the air. The HM used a paddle rather than his bare hand. Most importantly, he wasn’t my daddy.“That realization sparked an epiphany. Besides wanting to be. ’ The look of satisfaction that settled on his face as soon as she spoke made her regret her words. Something is certainly not as it seems with Mr. Thompson, she thought. Mentally shaking her head she chastened herself, I’m just looking for fault where there is none. Her father seemed to have his hopes set on this match and while she would not necessarily encourage it she also would not purposely ruin it either. True to his word, Gregory found his debt to Mr. Binton paid the following Monday.. What the majority of the largely white, lower middle class of Bender, Louisiana thought. ‘What you want, Cracker?’ she hissed as he sat down across from her. ‘Sitting down, eating my lunch,’ he shrugged. ‘I didn’t say you could sit here,’ she spat. He got up, looked at the seat, looked behind it, looked underneath it, then shrugged and sat down again. ‘Don’t see no sign on it says I can’t sit here,’ he said and began eating again. He looked up and smiled almost apologetically as the pretty girl.