Logan shrugged and looked at the floor. "I dunno. I figure I'll haveMichael there." Michael was Logan's older, and much admired, brother."He said t...at he'll look after me," Logan's voice wavered. Michael wasthe source of most of the stories they'd heard about high school."We'll still be friends, right?" Ryan kept staring straight ahead."Yeah." And then a long pause. "Wanna go to Popovic's?"Glad of the distraction both boys got up. Popovic's was a deli thathad been there forever. It was. I'm not sure whichshe hated more, the pain or the humiliation. "AAHHH, STOOOOPPPPPP,PLEEAAASSEEE, YOUR KILLING ME!" she screamed(I'm still translating here) as I beat her tits one way and then the otherwith the heavy hose. For about 15 minutes I continued the torture of her tits,while she screamed and twisted. When I stopped and had her taken down she collapsedin a sobbing heap. "Secure her face down on the mattress, no no, drag it over near the eyehookson the floor, that's right, use the rope. I pleaded for him to turn off the camera and get on the bed with me. He retrieved a dildo from our bag of sex toys and some lube and handing me the lube he told me I was going to masturbate since that was what he was doing the several days I'd been angry with him. As I applied the lube to my pussy he was holding the dildo and told me to lube it too. I did and then he told me to take it and insert it. I was pleading for this to stop that I'd do anything. He knew now he'd won. "If you'll do. The range of my dad's nomadic lifestyle meant that records from my previous schools weren't really much help in assessing the state of my progress in various subjects, so I had visited the school several times the previous week to undergo a barrage of tests. I had already been shown around and allocated my timetable, a pile of textbooks and a locker ready for today, plus I had been assigned the help of a mentor, Claire Reynolds, who was supposed to be my shadow for the first week or so until I.