"The two captains chose the players they wanted. Finally they were ready. They began to play, taking turns throwing and dodging the ball. The girls we...e, of course, the favorite targets but the boys got their share too, especially when the girls were throwing. Finally Team A was judged the winner."Just to be fair," said Mr. Bizby, "the boys cannot spank their own slaves. Each of you will pick a different girl to spank. Paul, you go first."Both Jennifer and Betty were watching closely to see who. You walk to the door and shut it. Turning to the 100 various faces you speak. “Good morning class, my name is Professor Cornell and this is World Literature. If you’re in the wrong class, get up and go now, but if not you are in for a truly interesting semester full of war, adultery, religious conflict, sex and everything else you can possibly think of. There is something in this class for everyone, and I hope you enjoy yourselves.” At that I felt myself turn a bright shade of red and felt. After cleaning himself up, Cameron threw his shirt and short in thewasher and grabbed the cleaning supplies, returning to the living roomin just his briefs. He knelt down in front of the couch and startedcleaning. His spunk came off of the hardwood easily, but he really hadto srub on the rug, on his knees, with both hands."Look, Shannon," he started, still scrubbing, "I'm really sorry about -" Just be quiet and finish cleaning," she interrupted, "You'll get yourpunishment when you're. Sometimes I’d sense him feeling guilty about that.Little did I know how much trouble his poker face and programming experience he’d gain from the job would later cause.Saturday was a busy day. Eight o’clock dance practice finishing around eleven, Joey leaving at 10:15 for basketball practice. We were working to have both a public and private performance ready for my New Year’s Eve party.Joey and I traveled to Marlfield and were dropped off at the mansion on the corporate bus I had used to bring.