"Caroline Paterson. Oh, but it was Caroline King then."Mrs Brown picked up on the name. She said suspiciously, "Isn't Paterson the name of the witness...?"Caroline realised her mistake as soon as she said it but supposed that wasn't too much of a problem as she wanted Mrs Brown to know she used to be one of her pupils. "That's right," she admitted, adding, "It is fun to see you suffering a spanking from my step-daughter just like I suffered when you spanked me."Mrs Brown half-smiled as she kept on. Attached, there was a small tag that simply said "attach behind". Lacey understood, taking the chain, looping it through the rings in the restraints behind her back, and once she was sure it was set, she took a moment to think to herself. "Last chance to back out, once it's locked...."Before she could think too much about it, she clicked the lock in place, securing her arms behind her. She stood there for moments, wondering if she'd done the right thing, knowing that it was too late to do. “Oh, thank you! I probably shouldn’t pull over to pop them back in. If I leave them out, will you tip me?” Melanie said.Nigel realized she was full of shit and being saucy. “You are a cheeky monkey, aren’t you? Sure, I am game!” he said. He took her picture when she dropped her hands.“What is that for?” she asked.“Twitter! Do you mind? I’m an admin for Yorkshire Chavs, Slags and Slappers,” he said. He explained in England that was slang for a slutty girl who liked showing off her body.“Oh,. " I said, a hint of a smile. "Besides." she added. "They trashed our ride." "Yup. Where to then?" She looked around, trying to get her bearings. Then she brought up the computer strapped to her wrist and spent several minutes looking on it. "We head for Campo Grande. It's the largest city nearby and a major fortress of the Brasillians. Hopefully, we'll find something useful there." And so we set off. Campo Grande wasn't too far from the.