“So, how did it go with Penny on Friday?” Claire asked.Penny? Not Pen? That implied Penelope didn’t consider Claire a close friend.“Pretty goo..., I think. She wants to do it again and I’m quite happy to oblige. I told her to arrange it with you.”“She was very nervous about something. Does she have a really perverted kink?”“What happens in the Cleaning Manager’s office stays in the Cleaning Manager’s office.”“I’ll find out eventually, one way or another,” she pouted.“If Penelope chooses to tell. We'll pack our sleeping bags tomorrow morning, just before leaving. While you're doing that, I'll go 'ask' Jennifer for permission to go on the outing; this will allow us to go get some supplies from Cookie for the trip. The whole idea is to keep a low profile. Robert, would you take Tom with you and get a couple of six man tents out of storage? If Cookie says anything about the size of the tents, tell him I want the extra space to store the gear inside. Oh, yes ... and also a set of pots and. If I find out that she has been given anything, I'll kill the person that gave it to her." Peter looked around the room and any eye that he saw quickly looked away. He stormed from the room.Everybody watched as all of Victoria's clothes were taken to the stables. She watched as he put them in a pile and threw on a match, and she cried as they went up in smoke. Peter sat on a barrel and calmly said, "You will stay like that until I think that you deserve clothes. You will wear the clothes that I. This realization brought flooding back all the memories of her first day at Hardonis Academy. Sandra blushed, the memory of the “interview” with the Head-master bright a tingly felling to her tummy. She had been tied up, helpless in his office, he had done so many naughty things to her, including taking her virginity against her will. Sandra reached down to her pussy and gently rubbed herself. Her young sex still felt tender after the abuse it has suffered the other day. After a moment’s day.