" Except for Ms. Leather Pants," Sir said."Yes," said Madam. "Lisa, you control how much pain is OK. You like asharp spank or two, that's fine. You do...'t like being beaten. If anyonehurts you more than you want to be hurt, tell them to stop, and if theydon't, tell them you're going to report them to me. If it happenstwice, you'll never see them again." Thank you, Madam," I said. I wanted to cry in gratitude, but I was notallowing myself to cry. I was actually feeling numb. Too much hadhappened. We went to school together, and our lives parted ways when we went to college. In all that time, she was a friend of mine, not too close, but far enough, since she was more mature than me. She had a long term boyfriend throughout the school, and that relationship was solid as a rock - she never cared for parties and drinking, not that c***dish stuff, as she looked upon us, as c***dish and stupid.Even at that time, she was more than atractive, but nobody really cared about her, cause we all knew. "Judy hurried to catch up to Anna, and found her waiting just outside the hall. The two made their way down the hall, Anna unstrapped her heels and slipped them into her hands as they walked through the lobby. Down the hall a bit and to the right was a corridor with about a dozen different elevators. Anna pushed the button and waited, impatiently, tapping her heel while she watched the symbols. Suddenly, there was a ding behind them, at the other end of the corridor. Anna stepped forward, Judy. " The leader replied.I turned my head to face my wife. Scared to death that she had seen what Julie and I had just done. I'm not sure if she did or not, but at that moment she wasn't looking at me. She had her face buried in my son's neck holding him close to her. He was still on top of her and probably still inside her. He was not moving and I could tell my wife was crying a little. Probably out of guilt or fear of what was coming next. I know both those feelings were growing quickly in my own.