Even the Professor didn't spend much time talking with me,"I must circulate, my dear boy. Keep my doxy entertained, there's a good fellow, you speak t...e same language!" and off he went circulating, the snobby old sod.His latest doxy, a striking red head, had all the attributes that the Prof looked for in his 'doxies'; firm out thrust tits, long legs, short skirts, and wide, fuckable mouths.Her name was Tanya, and her accent was unalloyed south of the river, from New Cross- the poor cow! She. He was a bit surprised the command staff had fed the sensor output to the news channel for viewing by the crew and civilian refugees, but they probably had their own reasons for this. Mev would have preferred to have kept the unavoidable battle with the aliens more quiet and low key but he did not feel comfortable trying to change that now. The High Lords would just have to accept whatever fallout came from the increased attention.Now it should not be thought that Mev and the other High Lords. "The fact that Courtney had continued the investigation with out hesitation confirmed that I had made the right choice on choosing her for the Director's position at Frost Borough.The next entry was about the sheriff and his deputies stumbling on the scene at Murphy's house and was in the sheriff's point of view. He had spun the events as if he were running the show, and that he and his deputies were instrumental in finding Caroline's clothes and the camera.What caught my eye in this section of. “Right, Miss. Where do you want this naughty young lady?” the Deputy Head Mistress spoke softly.Miss Harket nodded as she thought about how she would administer the next part of the girl’s punishment.“I think we’ll have her over the arm of the sofa and then I can get a good swing with my strap.” Amy walked across to the right-hand side of the large sofa and waited.“Yes. Up you get, young lady, and lie yourself over the arm of the sofa – hips on the arm of the sofa and I’d keep that cushion to.