He saw her place her hand flirtatiously on the guys shoulder and whisper into his ear seductively. Shes becoming a real prick tease, he laughed to him...elf. She saw him walking in the direction of the mens room. She was hot from dancing so much and wanted to order a drink. She began to walk off the dance floor. When she walked by a table at the edge of the dance floor a handsome black man wearing a white turtle necked sweater stood up. He smiled at her and she smiled sensuously back at him and. She drove to the concrete road and stopped just in front of the slave tied on the road. Caroline wanted to crush him flat. She reved the engine hard to become warm. The slave was begging for mercy but Caroline closed all windows so she could not hear his words. She drove off and backed towards the slave in order to only crush his legs with the wheels under the drivers side. She stopped the car 2 meter in front of the slave and then she rubed her body on seat of soft and smooth leather. The. She didn’t move until one of the other mothers entered the hallway and looked at her with a puzzled expression. “You okay Nicole?” “Hmm? Oh, yeah, just thinking…about the future…” “Tell me about it. This summer is gonna be- Whoa, watch your feet darling! Looks like somebody spilled their drink.” “What?” Nicole looked down at a small puddle that had formed between her feet. “Careful love, don’t slip.” “Oh, I think I already have…”INCIDENT # 8 - The Final Incident, The First Session Lightning. " For the time being he ignored the stripes on her body. Bag lady tried to cover her breasts and pubic area with her hands. "Time we were introduced," the man went on, "Colonel Jeremy Saunders-Smythe. Most people just call me Colonel or Sir." He held out his hand. Bag lady shook it carefully with her cold wet hand and said, "Margaret Smith." For the first time for a while Margaret smiled at the incongruity of the situation. Such a formal introduction when she was naked and he fully dressed..