"YES! Can you please just cut my hair?" James addressed the comment to both his mother and Denise. What was it? This wasn't a major emotional trauma, ...he was just getting his hair cut for Christ's sake! "Okay..." Denise said after a moment, picking up a small pair of shears. "Seems like such a waste though." With that final comment, she began to make small snips. James watched impassively as the hair began to fall away. Denise worked quickly, talking all the while to Anne, and him as well. Her. "Why don't you take your t shirt off, itsmuch too hot to wear it."I fetched my sandwich and the rather anaemic looking milkshake which wasrather tasteless, leaving my t shirt in the kitchen as she had said."I'll put some suntan cream on your back in a minute, if you do minefirst."She was behaving like her usual self and to be honest she regularlyironed outside in her underwear on a hot day, but not underwear likethis, the panties were so sheer and they were his and i had never seenher wearing. He knows just where all my buttons are, and how to push them.I told him, "I'll meet you in Government; I need to go clean up a bit." Actually, I went to the nurse's office to see Mrs. Jones. When I walked in, she looked at me and said, "I know, I know. Bend over the table." She prepared the Shot, and gave it to me. "How did you know what I wanted?" I asked her. "Because of that 'freshly-fucked' afterglow on your face. Did it in the parking lot, didn't you?" she asked. "No, on the wall next to. Not gently but full-blooded strikes, we looked on in awe at the ferocity Mistress was using. worm’s back was quickly becoming a patchwork of weals and marks. worm tried not to yell out, but he was unable to contain it and yelled for all he was worth. This incensed Mistress and she laid into him even harder continuing to cut worm’s back and arse to threads. Finally, worm’s head slumped on his chest and after one final flourish Mistress stopped. A few of the girls were showing signs of.