Down and again the cane hitColin's dickie-bird, and he was tryin' to pull his wrists out of my hand,but Iwouldn't let him "WHEN DADDY TELLS YOU NOTT... SMOKE, HONEY HE MEANS IT!" I screamedand I hit Colin's dick about ten more times. ?Then Colin hit the floor, hiding his dick frommy cane, and so I slammed the cane down over and over again on his butt and didthat boy bawl. Lisbeth came up behind me and grabbedup the razor strop and began hitting Colin's butt when my cane wasn't landinand she. She went back to school, got into university to study medicine, andgraduated top of her class. Now, having not long turned 32, she wasworking in a job she loves as a GP, living in a house she had bought in alovely neighbourhood and Luke had grown into a very confident and well-mannered young teenager. Life was good.She was so proud of her son, but even so, she couldn't help but dream ofhaving a daughter as well. A little princess of her own, she could spoilrotten, styling her hair, painting her. "Miller," Kehoe spoke in a very professional, down-to-business tone. "I see that you've put in a request to accompany Second Platoon's cruise to Earth. We can't have you going to Earth in that uniform. Ensign, if you will do the honors." You're out of uniform Sergeant. The paperwork I have here says you should be wearing these." Clark smiled as he handed Miller sleeve patches with sergeant's chevrons. "Congratulations for surviving long enough to get these. From what I've read of your record. I wanted it—all of it. "Excellent. We're going to have a wonderful time together. You'll learn how to please me, and anyone else that I ask you to, and if you behave and do well with your training you'll be rewarded." He seemed to remember something then, and reached back to spread my cheeks. "Ah, good, you wore the plug. Did you remember to clean yourself this morning?" "Yes, Sir," I answered, growing wetter as he twisted the plug before once more seating it firmly inside me. "You're a good.