”Kristi gave Harmony a swat on the bottom. “Do I need to hobble you or will you be a good girl?”“Yikes!” yelped Harmony at the spank. “I...��ll be a good girl. But this isn’t at all how it was supposed to turn out.”“Oh?” responded Kristi. “How was it supposed to turn out?”“Well, you were to be my slavegirl, for one thing,” said Harmony. “And we were supposed to be spending the week at Shackles, a resort in the Caribbean that caters to mistresses and their slaves.”“Sounds like a fun place,”. “Man, you’re so full of shit.” “I’m not lying!” “I don’t believe you man, no way something like that happened there.” “Fine, I’ll just show you tomorrow.” “Sure,” Chis laughed. “Would be a good chance to see the local town after living here for almost two years.” Feeling aroused and angry at the same time, I left the room. I didn’t like Chris mocking me, but at the same time I couldn’t blame him. I still found it hard to believe even after seeing it with my own eyes. “Damn it,” I cursed. And I saw a boy's school called Landon that looks like an old farm, but a very rich old farm these days, and another prep school out on what they call the Pike. They've even got a golf course." And?" I said, helping myself to another slice of pepperoni pizza."I've been thinking more about going back to finish my senior year up in Connecticut. They get going next Monday." He looked at me with a question in his eyes. "That OK with you?" Lucy," I asked, "do you know what we're talking about?"She. I am working to correct that defect.’ He nodded his head. ‘Nicely done. I am impressed, and intrigued.’ ‘As am I?’ She leaned in a bit. Their faces were a foot apart. He looked at her. She was even prettier up close. She was wearing a pink oxford blouse, very much like a man’s dress shirt. He took a quick glance, she had three buttons open. The skin between her breasts was the same fair, but robust, color as her face. He could see the edges of her brassiere. It was pink, almost the same color.