I was terrified of giving up the slaves and have it all becoming public. I liked to think of myself as a good person, but I had clearly done very bad ...hings or allowed them to be done in my name. I had come very close to having the same thing done to me, but was that really an excuse?After our hike, we went home and cleaned up before heading over to Brenda’s. None of them would care what we were wearing or how we looked, but I felt it was important for us to be clean and look our best.I knocked. Then he said: "Well Timothy, as men, we know each others’ sexual needs better than the opposite sex. But that does not necessarily mean that you are gay." I can tell that you are curious though”, he continued. “I think the best thing to do, is to explore your sexuality." How can I do that?", asked Timothy, while looking at Mr. Oliver.When they last met, Timothy had hardly taken notice of the older man. Now he looked into his handsome face, and a curious sensation came over him. He also observed. The men wolf-whistle to get her attention, but she ignores them and keeps her head down.A block away from her apartment building, Joyce hears a small cry of pain as she passes by a narrow alleyway. She pauses and looks down the passage, but is unable to make out a shape in the inky black shadows within. Joyce hesitates, not sure if she should call out or just keep moving.“Help! Help me!”She definitely heard it that time. A female voice was calling out for help from the darkness of the alley.. This should remind you to always treat women with respect and dignity. Since I had to stop the timer, I will add another minute to your spanking.” The timer now read 2:02.Then I head Jane’s voice on the intercom. “Are you through with Clyde yet?”“Clyde’s punishment will be completed in two minutes. You can come and get him.” Nancy shouted out. Then she said to me, “Stay in position and don’t say anything, and your punishment will soon be ending.” The timer started again and so did my.