“Alright, fine,” said Cindy, “but I’m ordering from that other place. All I need is some pizza-guy asking my dad about the hot slut from the l...ast order.” They giggled. Cindy pulled down her shirt over her ass again, stretching it to make sure it stayed put.They ordered the pizza, put on a movie and waited. Cindy placed her purse on the table, next to the door, so she wouldn’t have to prance around looking for it. She hoped to pay for the food quickly and avoid any embarrassment.“Ding-Dong” rang. . Yes, she does need to be punished... Well the cane does sound like a good idea... In her Mum’s cupboard, and you think 24 really? Yes I agree... Shall I call you back when I have punished her? I will talk to you then.” Megan put the phone down and looked at her Auntie Nina and shook her head. “You told Ella a bald faced lie Auntie Nina. How could you?” Nina had her hand to her lips as they trembled, knowing what that meant, and had her other hand on her bottom knowing she was going to be. ” I said as best as I could while holding in my anger. Anger not at Sam, but at myself for not getting every last drop out of him.“Tomorrows lesson will be about patrons, types, tiers and favouritism.”“Yes Sir.”“And Riley.“Yes Sir?”“You may…” My cage strained. “Leave.”“A few days, a week tops.”“For a password?”“Look… your friend, he was serious about people not getting into this baby okay. You need a password just to be able to enter a password. I get it that you're worried Jay, but it cant be. She was still a nympho, she just didn’tneed it quite as much as her companion. But thatdidn’t matter to Allison. She needed to get off, andshe used Jumai for her own pleasure as often as shecould get her hands on her. Or her legs wrapped aroundher head, she supposed.When she got back to class, her teacher looked at her,but said nothing. The teacher’s face was a little red,and Allison wondered if she was going to get spoken toafter class. What she didn’t know, was that.