" Well, yes." I almost said, 'well, duh... '."I don't know the details." Oh. I wanted to know ... I need to know ... if Betty and Sally are alright." ...etty and Sally?" My fiancée and her daughter." Ah. Well I can maybe find out for you. I have strict instructions to make a call when you woke." She left me and I could hear her footsteps. Not too many. A pause, then her voice again. "Ms McKenzie, you asked me to call." Longish pause, "He's awake and so far it's looking good. He's asking about. " Oh, yeah?" I replied "Why does Joanie think that?" Well, you know I like doing new stuff, and its the only thing I haven't tried yet." And Joanie has?" Yep, her and Fred do it all the time."Joanie was starting to grow on me. Most of the time she was a real pain in the ass, but she was hot as shit and she was encouraging my girl to let me have her ass. She got up and stripped off her pants. She was going commando underneath. She turned her back to me and bent over. "Doesn't that look nice?". "Too late to change your mind now, my love," he said."Not a hope in a million years," she replied gazing at the ring. She looked up, flung her arms round his neck and kissed him, hard. "Thank you, my darling. Thank you, thank you, thank you." She released him stamped her foot. "No! I am not going to cry again."The assistant handed the card machine to Tim. "How does it feel, miss?" he asked."Perfect! Thank you very, very much."At that moment two men came in. Both were wearing hoodies and one. I showed absolutely no remorse. No looking down at my desk in shame. No avoiding Pauline’s gaze. In fact, I stared at my young Form Mistress and smiled sweetly at her.“Do you have anything to say for yourself, Lucy?” Miss Manson had asked softly.I had simply shaken my head and continued to stare at my plain-looking but seriously sensual History Mistress.“No, Miss. I don’t mind the detention,” I had replied politely, but defiantly.“Hmmm.” Pauline Manson had shaken her head.“Or the spanking,.