"Well, that's probably a load of horseshit, but Wendy believes you, and I've always found you to be forthright. You know if I catch a whiff of falseho...d, later on, I'll ask the school to expel you." Mr. Palnasus reached for a tin on the coffee table. "Butter cookie?"We both accepted. Wendy appeared in the archway to the kitchen, nearly as upset as her father."Dad, mother's being impossible. Oh, hi Rod!" She suddenly beamed at my bother. Then she resumed pouting at her father. "It's either her. At first it started as a joke, until the all-female teachers and principal started enforcing it. It became a rule that girls had the right to exploit and hurt boys through this intensely painful weakness. And when boys acted badly as they’re prone to do, they would be punished. For boys, it became their living nightmare. And for the girls, being called to do these amazing duties was its own reward.Boys would be sentenced to harsh punishments for low grades, disrespecting a girl, disobeying. This usually took less than an hour. Then they'd beg me to take off my top, they just loved to suck and play with my breasts. Then I'd blow everyone followed by a gang bang, or just have one of them eat my pussy till I had an orgasm while the other two sucked on my breasts, after a brief rest I would start giving blow jobs again till I felt like having another orgasm. They loved getting blown and I enjoyed blowing them. I couldn't even guess how many hours I sat naked in the living room with. "If that is what I think it is, it was experimented with in China and then abandoned as being too unstable. Those fibers were finely woven over a steel jacketed lead centered slug. They were impregnated with neurotoxins at time of manufacture. The slug goes on through and the fibers are left behind in the body. The idea is to turn every battleground casualty into a living corpse that either has to be killed or cared for. Either way it will demoralize the enemy in ways threats of dying never.