Without turning her head, she asked her daughter, "Are we going to have to share?"I felt Heather shrug. "Sometimes." I won't..." Jean pinched it off t...ere, but we knew what she was going to say.Heather's response was, "Good! Ewwww!" There would be no intergenerational girl play in the Cantrell family, which was fine with me."What time is it?" I asked.Jean had a view of the clock. "About eight." What's everyone doing?" I've been here," Jean said simply."TV or whatever," Heather shrugged. "Karen. April down to her knees with a mental command. She obeyed without resistance and stared up at him. Smiling with an grin, Gary relayed another command for her to speak."My name is Kelly April. I am your fuck slave." She droned shamelessly to him, "I am ready for my first punishment."Just hearing those words for the first time gave him the chills. He was in complete control! The stuff really works! With that, Gary quickly undid his pants and dropped them to the floor, exposing his throbbing cock. I started teaching and wrote on the board all the answers, soon the class was busy noting down the answers.Then I got a sms on the phone” go the last bench and sit over there with the single boy” I saw the last bench a boy was sitting on it. His name was jatin, new comer in the last year and so I went and sat over there facing my back to him. He was busy writing down and I was thinking who is messaging me, that suddenly I felt jatin’s hand on my belly. I got terrified and turned to him. He. That thing could be real dangerous.The other problem was the vanes. We couldn't get cast plastic or fiberglass vanes. What would we mount it on? We decided on mounting the vanes to a large plywood wheel. We would sandwich two pieces of 3/4" plywood and mount the vanes to that with bolts. The vanes would have to be made of a good hardwood that did not have any real grain in it. We decided that maple was about the best available. Donna and her crew went scavenging for the stuff we needed.We hand.