"Darla said, "Patty lives in the compound with us. Her mother is our cook. Do you think you and Patty can become friends?" When Vince didn't respond i...mediately, Darla added. "I sure hope so, because we've asked the judge to let you move in with us."The boy looked dumbfounded. Tears misted his eyes.Patty stepped up to him. "It's okay, Vince. It's a great place to live. It has a swimming pool. Do you know how to swim?"He nodded. "A little." He rubbed his eyes with his fists."Me, too, a little.. " Thanks for that." Well, you don't. Anyhow, sorry to be the one to tell you, but you're not going to get laid. At least not by Callie." At least not by Callie, huh?" Well, yeah. Some girls around here appreciate you, you know," she said. And then walked right up to me, a little smirk on her face. "Some of us have appreciated you for a while." Mel?" I said, as she stopped right in front of me."I want you, Mitch. I've wanted you for some time." She started undoing the buttons on her. I enter the room this is my first time inside the library; I have never seen so many books in one place. The reading table is off to the side with the bolster placed in the middle, this does not bode well. In front of me is a large desk behind which stands my Mistress in her hands she holds a cane which she is slowly flexing. I now know my fate; I am to be caned. Mistress looks very severe, her dark hair falls down her back, her corseted figure looks perfect, and a faint smile plays across her. " Exactly what are you telling me, Brooke?" I asked as I moved closer to her. "I don't want to seem obtuse, but you'll have to spell it out for me." You can figure it out for yourself, Steve," chided Brooke. "They gave me a choice. I didn't choose the cake." Brooke! For God's sake! Those two guys are.." Hung like horses? Hornier than a two peckered billy goat? Men that make a woman feel desirable? Absolute studs? Is that what you were going to say?" demanded Brooke."No. I was going to say that.