Finally, Ann’s tears slowed and finally stopped. Carol was standing beside her with a Kleenex in her hand. The girl wiped her eyes and then blew her...nose. Finally, she looked up at Bill and just beamed.“Why, sweetie?” Bill asked.Slowly Ann shook her head. Then she said softly, but loudly enough for both senior Christians to hear her, “Just a few short years ago, I was living on the streets, fucking for food. Then I was found on the street and wound up on the Yucatan at The Wilkerson Institute.”. “Please don’t tease me? Very well.”I hit her bottom again and again, taking out some serious aggression that I was feeling against students that were not even her friends.“You. Are. Not. Too. Good. For. Me.” I muttered, spanking her as hard as I could with each word.“I’m sorry, Carter,” she sobbed, as I hit her. “Ple-e-e-ase!”Fortunately for her, she had never direclty bullied me before, or it might have taken much longer for me to work out my anger.“Thank master Rutherford, Jennifer,” Mrs.. He tried to kiss her again as she walked past him. "Thank you, but,no thank you," she answered, dodging his attempt and scurrying out thedoor.* * * * *Wednesday, March 6, 1872"Emma!" Tommy Carson yelled and threw the ball in a high arc. Shecaught it on the run and ran toward the goal, a tree some 30 feetaway.There were only two boys from the other team in front of her, JorgeYba?es and Bert McLeod. Jorge ran straight at her. She waited untilhe was close, then shifted to his left and circled. ’ ‘You know Harry with your new job and a new girl you studies are going to suffer, how about I do your homework for a week so you can catch up.’ It was like something he had always done, he never questioned it, and it was the best work I’d turned in to that date. I wasn’t concerned about why I could now control people’s minds, I just wondered how I could use it to my fullest advantage. The hard part was getting people to join me in the box. I think one of my best plans was to get my girl in.