“Finish your wine and come with me. I have someone you should talk to”, I told her.She gulped down her wine and stood up. I took her hand and gent...y led her to the back rooms, noticing that she responded almost immediately to strong suggestions. I wondered if she had a submissive personality. If so, someone would have to provide guidance or else she could be taken advantage of and wind up doing something she didn’t really want to do.The rooms all had heavy curtains that went to the floor. ”Joyce chuckled, “You say that as if the union stuff was legit! They’re crooked as a three dollar bill!”“That’s so true! I see all the no-work, no-show stuff. It’s clear what’s being faked on the timesheets and stuff.”“Grandfather never got in with the unions in Cincinnati. They aren’t nearly as corrupt as the Chicago ones, that’s for sure. Anyway, forget all that. When do you think you’ll come visit?”“Probably for Melanie’s wedding in June. Jennifer will be with me.”“Oh. Do you think I could. Elsie was a faux-exhibitionist, a girl who loved to show off her gorgeous nude body in cyberspace, but who never risked being exposed in RT.So a confident Elsie played a daring internet game with a number of boys and men through T or D private chats, direct e-mail and even Instant Messaging. She knew her firewalls and security systems and re-routing software would keep even the CIA in the dark as to her identity. She could expose herself without being really exposed.Elsie became increasingly. Sophie hung up and turned grinning towards an expectant Pippa. “I have to take you round for punishment on the way home from school tomorrow.” * The idea that she was going to be “taken round for punishment” made the Pippa feel deliciously naughty. All day she wondered what her pupils would thing if they knew their teacher was going to have her panties taken down and her bare bottom thrashed. Today Pippa had dressed quite smartly and conservatively. A flared knee length skirt, navy tights.