. uh ... girls wear here. Well, I just wanted to check up on you. I’m glad things are working out, and you’ll be eating Mommy’s cooking very soo....”“Thanks, Mommy!”“Good bye, Little Rambo!”Shirley giggled. “Good bye, Lady Rambo.” The teacher turned white at the mention of our nicknames.Master disconnected the holo.“I didn’t want you to worry. Any time you want to talk with her, tell them authorization code ‘Track Little Rambo.’ That program will be set up once I leave this room. Obviously, if. I was very nervous, having no idea what is going to happen next. My breasts bounced up and down as the horse was walked through the house. My nipples ached from the movement, but it also gave me pleasure and something to think about besides the unknown. I could hear and see nothing, as the blindfold and ear plugs were well placed. All I could hear was the DVD with endless sounds of me getting fucked. The horse finally stopped moving, and I hung there on the horse for what seemed like forever. Nothing seemed different until I was sitting in front of my classroomdoor, reading. I glanced at the school clock, and noticed it read "Sixforty-five." I watched it for a while, and realized it wasnt moving. Ishrugged. I figured it was probably just a blown fuse, or something.Then I checked my watch.It also said, "Six Forty-five."I put the watch to my ear, and couldnt hear anything.Then I started to get anxious. I dont like not knowing what time it is.I started tapping my fingers with my. I kept thinking about how I could find out more about her. What was her secret? The most obvious conclusion was that she'd been burned by some guy and she was just protecting herself from getting hurt again. That was the most obvious conclusion. I had a hard time coming up with other reasons.I told you early on that I just scraped by in high school and never went any further with my education. That doesn't mean I wasn't smart enough. It means I just didn't care. When I look back now, I wish I.