But after my father would be on the phone pleading to my step mother to come back so she came back and my father just be mean and agian and my father ...ould'nt stop my step mother from having sex with other men. so my father put her in a mental ward at the hospital. where she stayed for about two weeks and i remember it was in the spring of 1970 i think i was about 13 years old. my whole family is in our big green station wagon and my uncle was sitting in the front seat with my father. and my. .. any profits on my body ..." --- she said, slowly pushing herself on his cock --- "should belong to my owners."The man enjoyed the warmth and tightness of her pussy for a minute, then grabbed the hook, which was still embedded in her ass, and used it to pull her up and down over his cock.--- "So you want money?" --- he asked, as she moaned.--- "No, sir." --- she said between gasps --- "We have the money from the safe downstairs, but, ahhhh, I need to know how much of it was made on me. Ahhh.". It was a smell that she recognized: Misogyny.They were there, and suddenly she felt a world of possibilities open up to her.Hurt them? Fix them? But how could she guarantee that the fix she’d put in would hold like the hack work that Preston had done. Shrugging to herself, she thought, ‘Fuck it, I won’t know if I don’t try.’An hour later she got home exhausted and with a mild headache, but with a smile plastered across her lips. When Prisha reminded her she had more women she needed to try to. Kelly seemed a lot more grown-up than how the teacher remembered her, even know it had been less than two years since she had been his student. One thing that was similar, at least on the surface was that she was wearing an exceptionally short skirt, although it was part of a very businesslike little ensemble. As Kelly crossed and uncrossed her legs throughout the course of the interview, the teacher instinctively glanced at her legs, and her hemline to see if she were exposing her panties in.