He had coffee and some light munchys to settle the morning hunger pains. After the lectures and demos started he provided more coffee and a bit of che...wables to provide blood sugar to keep them alert. Lunch was smorgasbord around lighter cuts of meat and fish with fresh salad or crisp vegetables and more coffee. For the afternoon cheese and dry biscuits and of course more coffee.The mob was broken up into tech and tactical.After the introduction to the little black Holeinspace box Mk2, the techs. Monica Speers. She moved back to town and wants to get together for lunch." Moved back to town? XYZ doesn't have offices here. Did Tom quit them?" I guess she and Tom are divorced."I knew what I wanted to say to that and I knew that it would not go over well so I kept my mouth shut. I would have bet that it was because Tom finally caught her cheating. I did not like Monica and I had never liked Audrey associating with her, but if there was one thing I knew it was that there was no way you could. She tried to fight me.I opened her shirt and bra. I poked her tits. I grabbed her boobs.I pulled her hair. I took off her skirt and pants. I played with her wet cunt.I did not let her cum. I teased and teased. I said, “I will name you Tofu.”She said, “Please? That name is so silly.”I said, “Pets can’t pick their names.” I said, “You are my pet Tofu! Is Tofu a good pet or a bad pet?”She barked at me. She tried to get away. She was not a good pet.I spanked her ass until it was bright red. I. Snaith would get her little wooden pointer and WHACK! Spivey’s erect cock and he’d bite his tongue to keep from crying.A few words about Dalton?Although I have respected Spats’s fervent wish that I not get in touch with his mother, who truly is guilty of heinous abuse, I did write to Ms. Snaith, who is now in a nursing home.I was fascinated to hear of the early days of chastity key holders, and we still e-mail back and forth (It is a luxury retirement village, and Ms. Snaith has a nice big.