An hour later you are back with an overnight back with a few of your clothes. ‘Do you want to talk some more?’ I ask. ‘No’. you say ‘I thi...k I might go to bed, I am feeling a little tired’. ‘OK’ I say as I walk up towards you and take you in my arms and rub your bottom lip with my index finger, I lean down and kiss you ever so gently on the cheek ‘Sleep well Rach’. ‘Nite’ you say and then you turn around and head for the spare room. All the while I watch as your firm, luscious arse wiggles. The look I had to my body when I was ten or so. Now I looked like one ofthe Playboy bunnies in the magazines I had drooled over as I hit puberty.I wanted to scream or cry or shout out in protest. But I just sat there,and bit my lower lip to keep it from trembling or flat out bawling. Mymind raced. How had this misunderstanding happened? He had made thembigger not smaller. I flashed back to the conversation with him andbefore, with the nurse. It started to dawn on me. Where I thought I wasbeing. We had already arranged for the outfit idea. And yes he knew about my plan to do this.” said Maxine.From the look Elena had on her face she hadn’t known about Maxine’s plan to trick me. It was kind of interesting watching My friend Ted telling Maxine different positions to try and seeing her hold the pose until the scan of her body was complete.Ted was the first back in the room and he said, “I actually would be willing and able to do nude scans but you’d have to be at least eighteen to get. The men, clearly being watched by the headmaster roughly fingeredher pussy and tits, squeezing them and shoving severl, short, stubby digits intoher vunerable pussy. A collar was fitted along with a leash and nipple clampsthat bit into her dark nipples until Red cried out in agony. She was hauled by her nipples into aroom full of boys and staff in various states of undress. Red knew that she waslucky that Mr. Brown had not informed the authorities, because such crimesinvovlved either being.