The MC said to leave him hanging there whilst the next game was got ready. He said that as the first game had been with a boy, the next one would have...a girl as the victim. I heaved a silent sigh of relief. He said “What we will do is we will number the slaves, odds will be girls and evens boys. (What did this mean? I thought) But Bobby doesn't get a number-he's busy already, aren't you?” As he said this he produced a whip and laid 5 lashes on that poor bum. So, our Masters and Mistresses got. So you quite fancied me back then?" "Yeah quite a few ladies on that course did!" "Didn't even notice darling" You won the final presentation although we thought that course director fancied you rotten aswell" "Really? didn't realise", nearly spitting out my coffee when she said that.She had to go to the toilet and made her way back after a while.I was talking to the waitress and flirted a bit to amuse myself. She suddenly had dropped a knife coming back, and I bent down to pick it up from. Sil was very scared and she frankly tried to look for me and grabbed me as soon as she saw me thinking that something, someone had pulled her to the bottom. I held her tight to calm her down stating what happened to you, why are you so scared. She was so close to me now that all her body was clinging to me and her boobs were pressing against my chest. Her thigths and waist area was directly aligned with mine and surely she would have felt my manlyhood. I controlled myself and assured that there. Engaged in their own little dramas, no one noticed the pair of young women who hadn’t moved.Betsy sat there with tears running down her cheeks.“It was a comedy,” Sally said.They had just watched a university performance of “The Pirates of Penzance”. It may not have been a professional production, but it was the lightest funniest program Sally could find while being able to afford tickets for the best seats in the house. She knew how much Betsy dreamed of going to a live performance. She had.