I caught a glimpse of Kewsey and Gary.Wouldn't it be fun to chat them up without letting them know whoI was? But I didn't know how long I had left to ...ind Sandy, andI didn't want to be caught kissing one of those two at midnight.I wanted my body back so I wanted to kiss her. That's when I sawher up on the stage. They were getting ready for the first stripshow of the new millennium.The music went quiet. Everybody stopped dancing. I looked aroundand saw everyone pairing off. The DJ's voice came. "Lindsey, I really appreciate what you've said, but can I be honest with you?" Monica asked as she shifted in her seat, looking down and seeing that her nipples were pressed out hard against her bra and the front of her button-up blouse."Sure, Monica, I hope you'll always be honest with me," Lindsey said as she looked at Monica and smiled broadly."You're turning me on, Lindsey; you've said a lot of nice things about how easy I am to work with and that you love representing me, but you also said. Mike was feeling tense about to get the cane for the first time. He remembered how his school friends came out of the Head’s Study crying and rubbing their bottoms and wondered if he had was going to regret living his dream. Zoe again took the plunge and said, “Janet, I would like to cane Michael as well, if that is OK?” “That is exactly what you need to do Zoe. If you are going to discipline Michael in future.” Mrs Scott picked up the cane, stood behind Mike and to one side, and rested the. . ." I whispered, not knowing what else to say."Can I come in, Mommy?" I heard him softly ask. No, you can't let him come in, my frantic brain screamed. You can't—"No, Baby, I, I don't have any clothes on," I told him, wishing I could let him come in, but knowing that if I did, in the state I was in, we would be doomed. "Please, Mommy—" I could hear the anguish in his voice, the pain, the need, but I couldn't let him. "I'm sorry, Baby . . ." I whimpered. My heart was breaking for him. I wanted.