, and I went for the can of Crisco. Nancy was splayed on the kitchen table so I brought the can back to her. I was so nervous I fumbled the can but ha...ing great reactions I was able to recover my own fumble. She just laughed and my antics and said, " Bring it here I'll do it!" I moved one of the chairs and handed her the can. She opened it and said "Gimme your hand." I stuck my hand out and she coated my hand generously with Crisco. My hand must have been shaking when she asked “why are you. Sherelished each scream; basking in the total control she had over the young offenders. When she had come to the center she had realised that all of the girls whoworked in close proximity to the offenders, where very much like herself. Many,she knew, had been attracted because of their enjoyment in dominating youngmales. Even those that had joined without that predilection, had soon founddeep within their inner psyche, that they were sexually excited by strappings. The center encouraged as many. By now I had stopped work, straining to hear what was said, I realised I has subconsciously I had unbuttoned my blouse completely and been playing with both breasts as they talked, my nipples were rock hard. Semi-consciously I now slowly took off my blouse leaving me topless in just my jeans; the kitchen door was still wide open; with beating heart I walked pass it and dropped the blouse in our laundry basket. No escape, no cover up now, the next one to refresh his bucket would be blind not to. His parents moved him here when we were just starting preschool. It was not long after that we all became friends. He was the tallest sixteen-year-old that I knew, standing at six feet tall. It was insane. He always wore his black cowboys’ hat and very expensive snake skin cowboy boots. He loved horses. His parents owned many and they bred them and sold the colts for a pretty penny. Devon’s parents, like mine, were business people, but my parents were usually home on the weekends. His parents.