“Have you been planning something?” I smiled at Tammy’s terminology. “Maybe. Now give me back my phone before you really get in trouble.” �...No, I think I might like this trouble.” She scrolled through the rest of the texts between Tammy and me. “In fact, I might really love it, but not want to admit it.” “Have you been a bad girl Cameron?” “Such a naughty…little…slut.” With each pause, she removed an article of clothing, first her shirt then her bra, leaving her topless. “What are you gonna do. I promise.”“No, Katy, I know you. You have no discipline. I’m going to teach you patience and discipline before you get what you want.”“Please don’t be too harsh on me.”“It depends on your behavior. Now read another story.”Making sad puppy eyes she picked up the book from her desk.“Old Man at the Bridge.”“OK, go on,” he said stroking her slim waist.“An old man with steel rimmed spectacles and very dusty clothes sat by the side of the road,” she read from the book. “There was a pontoon bridge. Martin was a bigger Assholethan she thought. He even went against the judgment of the college!"I was totally wrong about Miss Langley," said Sarah with satisfaction."I agreed to test her theories and they were correct. She is absolutelybrilliant!"Ford was startled. It was very unlike Martin to give praise to anyonebut himself. He handled the necessary paper work over. "You dorealize, Professor Martin that this must be the final grade. Things arefrozen at 6 o'clock?"Sarah did know it. At seven. Until that moment I hadn'trealised just how on display our nails are. Eventually I walked aroundwith my fingers curled in and my thumbs curled in and under my fingers.My phone rang."Hello Mistress," I started walking towards a window so that I couldkeep my polished fingers holding the phone close to the wall so that noone saw them."Sissy, was that fun?" It was Mistress. Thank you Mistress." My pleasure sissy. When you get home I want a report, at least 3000words about everything you do tonight,.