I knew what I wanted to say, and I knew how I was going to say it. Most people have a certain amount of anxiety surrounding public speaking, but for o...nce, mine seemed to be asleep at the switch. I guess most of that anxiety was caused by the desire for acceptance by the audience and fear that they’d fail to get it. I had the unwavering support of my girls. No fumbling on that stage was going to change that. The rest of the school either despised me, feared me or just ostracized me. There was. In less than a second, he was standing at attention with his hands crossed behind his back. At least some of his training had stuck at least. “ P-p-p-please ma’am, my uh. Oh shit, Lady, LADY, yeah. Please, Lady, I didn’t know you were coming. I had no time to prepare. This uh,., this isn’t what it looks like...”SLAP! A firm slap prevented him from further mumbling or manufacturing any more excuses. It was time for the Lady to get to work. “After what I had heard about your recent behavior, I. "No." What then?" If it was me you could control, would you do the same thing?" You mean if I could control your mind instead of Debbie's?" Yeah! Would you make me do that?" Yeah," he said."Diane fell back onto the chair at his desk, the breeze sending his papers flying."Diane! You okay?" Yeah," she gasped before she stood and rushed toward the door.She swung the door to his room open, then hesitated. She then turned and stood there looking back at him."Diane!" said Doug. "What's going on?"She. Seeing that profile picture of her, and the word Domme next to her name had sent his head into a spin and heated him up so quickly he'd had to jump straight into the pool.He lived in Cape Town, and she was a Jozie girl, so it had been a modern affair insofar as it was down to technology to play with each other. Hot emails, increasingly clever uses of video chatting and distance Domme-ing had given them both lots of fun and plenty of sexy moments. But now they just might be meeting for the.