She didn't want to at first but I convinced her that it was a good idea since we do have some fan demographic crossover." You were planning this befor... you ever met me?" he asked."Yes," she said. "You were the perfect bad-boy to change my image. I thought about going after Matt since he's got an even worse reputation than you, but that would've been too much, too shocking. That probably would have had the opposite effect than I intended." So... so the wholesome, old-fashioned girl bit you hit. ” I whispered. I was trying not to moan.“OK, I guess you can take them off then.” Ashlyn said. I opened my eyes suddenly when I felt Megan roughly unbuttoning my jeans. “Lift your bum.” Ashlyn said.“Please no.” I whispered, in a moaning voice.“Just do it, you’re under the table cloth the sooner you do it the better, we could have you stand up to do it.” Ashlyn said. I raised my buttocks off the cafeteria chair. And Megan began tugging my jeans down. She tugged my shoes off, and then pushed the. Companies don't pay what you're paying me out of the goodness of their hearts! All those physical endurance tests you put us through made me realise that a lot of the experiment will be tough. Perhaps you'll be about to explain exactly how tough?" It will be a matter of rewards and punishments for much of the time, Emma. You will be quite alone for almost all of the time. When you think bad and anti social thoughts you will be punished. Punishment will take many forms, none of which will leave. Paris. He’d kiss her feet for this. Collapsing back into the pillows, his mouth foul, Tom wondered what the hell had happened. Little flashes of the evening began to filter through the haze as the drugs slowly did their job. Paris laughing as they’d sat at the bar. Her face radiant as she spoke of Jason; the fucking wanker. Beer. Fuck, lots and lots of beer. Tom’s stomach revolted and bile seared the back of his throat. With a valiant effort he swallowed and lay perfectly still, praying to a.