As you may guess, it wasn't for me. This establishment catered to the former clientele yet didn't forget there was often someone like me tagging along..."You try those on and I'll be back in a few moments." The mid-forty-year-old lady came up to me and smiled professionally. "Is there anything I can get you, sir?" No thank you. Just don't call me 'sir'. I work for a living." Old joke - you'll understand if you have ever been in the military. She smiled at my feeble attempt at humour and retreated. " Yeah, I know. But the intern said something else ... that they're gonna punish me."Maybe. What's happened is you got what they call 'demerits', three of 'em; first for the insult, and then for lying about what you said, and the third for doing it in front of the other patients. Do you know what a demerit is?"Tiffany shook her head."An apology is part of a demerit. The other part is five strokes of the switch. You got three demerits."Tiffany gasped. "You mean ... they're gonna whip me?" Well,. ‘Is this Earth?’ she asked. ‘What the fuck?…’ thought Rick. ii. Tara was hardly able to contain her excitement. It was all going so smoothly. The transporter band appeared to have worked perfectly. She and Lyda had materialised inside a dark room to be greeted by the sight of a man’s backside as its owner bent over to pick something off the floor. When the man stood to face them, she watched his eyes tracing the length of their bodies. Lyda had whispered to her ‘I can see his prick through his. I had plans to go to the adult theater on that Wednesday night. I wore a white bra with lots of lace, white g string panties that barely covered everything when positioned perfectly, and over that a black mini skirt and pink pullover top. That particular night I also wore a black wig, a pair of dangle earrings, and a pair of black heels. It seemed as I did a particularly good job on my makeup that night and was really pleased when I checked myself out in the mirror.Upon arrival, I walked in and.