I was cataloging the attendees in my mind when I heard a noise just to my left. I started and she gave a little scream. I held up both my hands to sho... them empty and harmless.“It’s okay,” I said, making sure I’d modulated my voice to its lowest tones. “Sorry I startled you.”“I didn’t realize anyone was out here,” she said. “Why aren’t you inside with the others?” I recognized her voice a second before I saw her face and confirmed I was looking at Cinnamon.“I’m not really into all that. Oswego is not much to look at, but quite often, I will leave Carter with LeMoyne or one of my other friends and go visit my girlfriends, and party down.I grew up in Jersey, and got my first submissive clients from my sister, who called herself Mistress Phoenix. While my high school friends were babysitting or waitressing at IHOP, I was tying Erno Carlucci, Morristown Comptroller, to his electric fence and turning it on and off.Erno also needed lots of caning, and sometimes I would castigate. "It's nothing personal, Dean, and when you talk to them in a one on one situation, some of them can be quite pleasant." His disbelieving glance actually made me laugh. "Even the likes of Matthew Stevenson," I said casually. His head shot around at hearing his afternoon's nemesis."How do put up with him?" Dean asked, his question containing both admiration and incredibility." With difficulty," I admitted candidly and moved to the other side of the classroom to help with the books. "Even now,. .. I ... NO, I won't tell them anything, I just can't do it." She then looked at Agent 4 again and said, "What are you going to do with me now?" Well, it all depends on you, if you tell us what you know about those two people you met in Brazil, and you help us out, we can make sure you get back to your family and live your life as you maybe had already planned before you knew you were going to die." I'm sorry, I can't tell you anything ... because I don't know anything."Agent 4 sighed and said,.