I was trying to think if I could pretend it was something else. But I realized my mom wasn't ignorant, and probably she knew exactly what it was.Final...ly, lacking any idea as to how to escape the situation with my dignity intact, I opted for something whiny and defensive: "Jeez, mom. What?"She kind of stood there, as if challenging me to come up with something better than that. But when I didn't say anything more, but just sat there squirming a bit and looking guilty as hell (and feeling deeply. . EEEGGGHHH!” Then, eyes alight with real cruel lust, Flavia continued to lash the rod down with all her force. Over the top of the breasts, underneath them, over the centre of them. Particularly did she try to lash into those so-tender nipples... and frequently succeeded. Xena became near demented. Her screams became so intense, her voice cracked completely. Instead of screams, she began to eject hideous rattling sounds. Her eyes kept rolling back into her head. Within her gaping mouth... a. Smythe said, "Tammy be quite now, I'msure Karen does not need to be reminded about that."There were sixteen of us in the class and we had sit in a circle on thefloor and learn to point our toes. We did the good feet, naughty feetexercise moving our feet from straight up to pointed; we learned to moveour arms and hands expressively. I enjoyed all the movements Mrs. Smythetaught us. We did all the movements to wonderful music. Everything wasexplained so carefully to us and we followed what Mrs.. But that had only beenbecause it would have drawn undue attention otherwise. Now that I was done,I didn't see any need in pretending any longer.However, I had to accept the fact that I couldn't very well tell Brad andHolly that I didn't need an education because I, like, already had one. Two,actually. High school and college, and I likely got my diplomas beforeeither one of them.They would have thought me to be totally insane.So, I went back to school as an ordinary sixteen-year-old named.