These men that I will talk to, will be the grunts that will follow orders. Sonny will at least give me good men. I need good men from you now. I need ...soldiers that are smart and resourceful without too much spit and polish."He didn't speak for a moment. "There may be a few. When do you want them?" Early tomorrow. They can go with me to Sonny's place to assess the troops he is going to present and we can get the money at the same time. As per our agreement, you get the donations that go into the. I slithered into the back of the cabin and found my traveling bag in which I kept a change of clothes. Oh, damn! I had forgotten to repack the bag this morning, so the only stuff there was my disguise of men's clothes. Well, maybe I was lucky, after all. The trousers would keep my legs and bottom warmer than a dress would, so I stripped, wiped off all of the excess rain water that I could, and donned the shirt and trousers. My same boots were reasonably dry, so I slipped them back on. That. She didn’t want to think about what was going to happen to her.She didn’t want to think about it, but there was no way to avoid it.Her tits were going to be clamped again! She knew it.“Please ... don’t ... please...” Stephanie loved giving out punishment. She knew just what she had to do. Just how to work her victim. They always begged with fright when they firstsaw the clamps. Always. And this was no different. This was no different, really. She knew it.She was turned on by the begging,. Jon was waiting for me and he gave me a schoolgirl’s uniform (complete with bra and horrible schoolgirl knickers) to put on, and then a pack of cigarettes to put down my blouse. He then told me that we were going to give a show similar to the one that we’d put on in the Canaries a few years ago.Jon put on one of those teachers’ flat hat things and a gown, and we went out. On the stage Jon pretended to be the teacher who had stopped a girl who he suspected had some cigarettes. He asked me for.