Martha knew Miss Cindy and Tina from the card club. Martha knew that Lucy was eighteen-years-old, and a trainee policewoman, whilst Miss Cindy was now...a senior officer. However, neither Tina nor Miss Cindy had known about her having to attend the discipline centre, and she was concerned they would be very annoyed about it and tell everyone at the card club.Martha’s vision was still slightly blurred after the smacks with the spatula but she could see the young trainees looking at her and. “You didn’t chain the door?” I mouthed to Mark. He just smiled weakly and tune to his wife.“Honey, listen it's not what it looks like,” he started weakly.“Well, it looks like you were fucking John,” she abruptly stopped him,” or am I missing some crucial detail here?”“No, well, yes,” Mark muttered quietly, while I was still sitting on his lap with his cock firmly in my ass. 'There is not recovering for this,' I thought.“Well?” She demanded.Mark pushed me off of him and walked over to his. Saddam Hussein had just gotten the shit bombed out of him by the Mighty Armed Forces of the United States. The Global Economy sucked. Poverty, famine, and disease were rampant even in the so-called "developed nations". People still harbored hatred towards those of their neighbors who happened to be of a different race, creed, color, or sexual persuasion. It was, in fact, so much like the present time that one would have to look long and hard (and even then, one would probably fail) to find. " I got a date today at noon with Steve." Lucky." He's beautiful. He'll be surprised. I treat my young men better than they ever got treated. Then they bore me and I move on. But Steve..." He's a bright kid." I wish I could savor our first time. He's only got an hour free." You could record it." What do you mean?" Where's the date? I could set up a couple cameras we use." Upstairs." Perfect." But Steve might not like that." Are you kidding? He's an actor Lefty. He'd find it kinky fun." I'd want.