The plane’s dynamics change. What can you do to get rid of the need for control pressure?”“Trim?” I said, remembering that THIS thing with the... red hair next to me is a teacher.“Right. Your plane. YOU trim it.”“Yes ma’am,” I said. Like I said, she’s a teacher with a bit of finesse.“Straight and level flight isn’t the best learning environment, but if you’re gonna learn, it’s something you need to learn,” she said. “The rest? If we had a month of an hour every afternoon, you’d be good to go.”I’m. .. definitely Joan and Philip Archer... you can't fool me" he said again, looking into the beautiful face of the blond."Listen pal we are not the Archers, I'm Robert and this is my wife Paula and our name is definitely Albright not Archer" Hey you know, now that I look more closely I can see you're not the Archers... sorry to have disturbed you... man you do look like the Archers... sorry" Archie made his way back to his pals with the newly gained information."Paula and Robert Albright" he said. “I do like you trying to fight me but it will get tiresome.” I tell her before striking her another time, “and I plan on keeping you here for a long, long time.” I strike her again and then another three times before putting the cane back in the chest of drawers.I admire the red welts that look so vivid on her pale skin and I run my hand over her back making her whimper in pain. I undo the manacles around her legs before her arms, she slumps down so she is sitting on the floor.“Have you learnt. Backstage, Chloe had fully revived in time to see the stranger make Vixen moan for the first time, an achievement Chloe had tried time and time again to fulfill. Vixen had been nice enough to let her keep trying but it seemed futile to try and fail endlessly. It was like the woman was either truly made of glass with no nerve cells at all or Chloe was the absolute worst lover on the planet. All she really wanted to do was bring the goddess pleasure, to gain some kind of approval from the woman.