Early middle school." Why that age?" I thought about him facing an unfair Dean, as a young and helpless girl. No Deans in elementary school." I guess ...hat makes sense." she conceded. "You think Dr. Miller knows all that?" Maybe not about the Dean. But the Pope Hill thing, we think so. She must have found out something when we did it yesterday." Yesterday?" her mother asked, in her patented Disappointed voice. "When you knew she was still around?" We checked. She was still busy with the police,. I stood before him clutching my cheeks.‘Have you learned your lesson, boy,’ asked Steve.I looked down. ‘Yes, sir.’I then remember touching my cock, which was flaccid following the spanking.‘What’s that?’ demanded Steve. ‘You dare touch yourself in front of me. Were you wanking?’ I could not help but laugh and this caused Steve to roughly manhandle me back onto the bed and tie me up. ‘You dirt little fag,’ he seethed. The spanks came hard and fast. These were not satisfying but hurt like hell.. "We have a dinner invitation next Sunday at my grandparents' home," I announced to Gina."Great. I want to meet the people who shaped the man that I'm in love with. Why didn't you take me with you yesterday?" I don't know. Maybe I wanted to let them know about you in advance." Oh ... you were going to warn them about me, were you?" she said with a stern look."No ... I just wanted to let them know that I had found the love of my life and ... and..." What's the matter, Ed? Run out of excuses?" she. Okay, he did have a red beard, but that was it. He had no son named Johnny. However, he did have a daughter named Johnette.Unsurprisingly I heard the computer voice say the room was secure.What he looked like was really not relevant here. We went through a similar password exchange. Before we got down to business, he said, “Ah, I see you play darts.” He chuckled. It was then that I wished I had removed those darts. Rolling my eyes, “Guilty as charged.”Then he filled me in on what my grandfather.