What do you need me to do now?" Right, I want you to apply for a job with SecuRight. They are the firm that deal with the bank we are interested in" O...kay then what?" Go about normal day's business but there are a couple of things we need" What's that?" Some full uniforms, two at least, plus pictures of the vans they use. Not the transit vans but the bigger ones. Every detail down to the rivets and the signage on it will be needed." That should be easy enough. I will let you know when I get it". "You surprised me today." She said, I just looked and raised my eyebrows in question, she smiled and continued. "Your actions with the girls, when you were accused of just ordering them around, you could have told them to carry on and not talk back, but you didn't, you just showed them that they were wrong, why?"I laughed at that question, "Being a teacher means I have a responsibility to educate and steer my pupils to learn, but what I was doing there was teaching by example," at her puzzled. Susan and Lydia worked in tandem. It was obvious they'd done this before, so practiced was their beating. In the confines of the garage, the sound of the whips rising and falling, and Margo's cries of pain and humiliation echoed hollowly. It was a scene I was destined to never forget. Susan worked methodically. She whipped Margo's breasts with a slow, deliberate motion designed to prolong the agony. She used a modified cat o'nine tails. Each tendril of the whip ended in a knot that left. Prettyman had never said those three little words to me. ButHeather gave them to me with frantic sincerity.Just then, Rick lost his massive load in Heather?s pretty bum.Heather kissed and hugged him throughout.I was so overtaken by Heather?s joy, plus the first-rate spunking thatSteve was giving me that I shot my sperm in a joyous, thrilling stream.Then I committed another act of kindness.Steve hadn?t cum yet.He was apparently a sensitive, caring sissyfucker.I whispered to him.He whispered to.