" Be careful, Tom."He had opened the door, looked back into the warmth with the night wind biting at his back. "Don't worry about me. All I have to do... is find the prince." And he ran out into the darkened street, lit only by the waning glow of blue and white moons.In his mind, Thomas could see the young forest messenger, lying atop the old table in near seizure from hypothermia and frost-bite; his blue hands had shaked, his parched mouth had quivered, thick tongue struggling behind swollen lips. I stared back, daring her. If she was going to use that wicked thing on my pussy, she was going to do it right or not at all. The corners of her mouth quirked upwards. “You’re eager, young miss.” “Quit the banter and hit my pussy,” I demanded. “Uh-oh,” Erin piped in. “Someone’s getting herself in trouble.” Our future teacher stared at me with blazing eyes. I almost giggled when I saw the fury at my cheek. Yes, this was going to hurt like hell. She swung the crop back and forth a few time,. He then repeated the process on me, Taylor returning the favor andsqueezing my hand tightly. When the needle entered my skin, it was amoment of exquisite agony, the pain tempered by a subtle feeling that Iwas becoming more and more the person I wanted to be, deep inside,underscored by another subtle shift in my brain. He quickly slid amatching loop through the hole and closed it with a ball closure.He cleaned us each, and as he put a bandage over each of our piercings,the man said, "I'm sure. One day in school they were giving us a free scoliosis screening and a registered nurse made a make shift doctor’s office out of one of the unused classrooms. There were thousands of k**s at my school back then and only one nurse handling all of them so as you can image it took a few days.When my turn came up the nurse told me to remove my shirt and sit on the table and she would be right with me. Shortly after, I happen to overhear someone walk up to the nurse and tell her she had a phone call.