Terri, the new girl, followed Chris upstairs to the room he slept in thenight before."Okay, Terri. Strip and get on the bed, face up. Just remember, w...'reall girls here."Terri reluctantly stripped down to the skin, and positioned his body onthe bed as directed.Chris examined his body, carefully. There was almost an accidentalrebellion of his manhood, as it tried to rise to the occasion in protestto a stranger's intrusion. "Well, looks like you are quite lively in themale department," Chris. I smiled and said thanks for trying to help, but assured her I was not going anywhere, and I loved her daughter. With a straight face she told me, "that only goes so far. And if she doesn't start giving you what you need, some other young lady will. And then where will your family be?" Again, I assured her that everything was fine, and that was not the case. But she persisted. We ended the conversation with her telling me that she would check back in with me in a couple weeks to see if my wife. She reminded him that his punishment was not over. He would be on restriction for the next 36 hours. After he took a shower he was not to leave his room, nor was he permitted to put on any clothing until she came by to release him Sunday morning. He could not use the Internet, and to make sure of that she took away his modem. He could go to the bathroom and get a drink of water when he wanted, but that was it. Given the collection of marks and welts on his bottom, and the fact that he was. Steps coming, slowly, past the empty cubicles. Coming to me, I hear,muffled though each step is by the dark gray carpet that he's walkingover, slowly, oh so slowly, coming to me.What is he going to say, once he has turned that final corner? Will hehang a large hand along the top of my cubicle wall, cock hips as his eyesdance over my body, peer down a shirt I'd unbuttoned just one button toofar. Will he stand square, legs spread wide, in the very center of theopening; inevitable presence, the.