He helped me into my coat, his hands touched my body around my shoulders. Taking my hair out of the inside of my coat. It cascaded down to my waist. H...is fingers seared my skin. The arctic cold air sobered me immediately. Well, it cleared my mind for the trip home. He had jazz playing in the Thunderbird. I leaned my head on the head rest watched the street lights play upon the car. Their reflections were mesmerizing to my senses. Then it happened I was all of a sudden physically sick. The wine. Such were the depths of her servitude, she had made herself change. Melissa thought of the old saying; ‘If **** is inevitable, lie back and enjoy it.’ And repeated **** was certainly inevitable in Julia’s case. Melissa’s last thoughts were that, if it seemed Julia was enjoying fucking too much, she would have to be caned before, after or even while she was doing it. A slave could not be permitted unalloyed pleasure!The following morning, Quentin went down to the ‘Playroom’ where Simone was. I think they were off to a football match up north somewhere ,so it was not going to be a very nice journey with that all going on. After about an hour the train inspector came around to check the tickets and it was the same man who helped me on the train. "Hello so you found a seat ok" he said . "Yes thank you but its not very nice with all those lads shouting and drinking out of cans and the language leaves a lot to be desired" I said "Leave it to me and I will be back in a short while" he. Ellie locked the door and then stood in front of her teacher. This was the first time she’d been asked to stay behind after class and didn’t have a clue what to expect. ‘Now Ellie, your standard of work is falling, you seem to have trouble focusing in my lessons and your attitude has been commented on by all of your teachers. What have you got to say for yourself?’ ‘I’m really sorry, I don’t mean to upset anyone with my attitude, I’ll try to improve both that and my school work really I will.’.