“It can be used for sex, but this is a spanking bench. I am making it for a client. It’s almost finished. Do you want to try it out? Go ahead, you...know you want to. Climb on.” Lori giggled and thought: Why the hell not?With Henry’s help she mounted and assumed the correct position on the bench. “Hey! This is pretty comfortable!” Lori could feel her body responding to such a prone and exposed position as Henry swung the legs wide and locked them in place. She was basically on all fours with her. ”“Tell her tonight. Tell her that I will be over in the morning. You have to work tomorrow, but I don’t. This will give me a chance to talk to her, and see what kind of challenge, she is going to be. No screw ups! You fuck this up, and you’ll never fuck up anything else!”“Alright, I’ll go along with everything. Something you missed, if by some wild chance, however unlikely, you fuck her, and she gets pregnant, what happens to the child? I’m not raising a black bastard.”“I don’t want no whitey. The top floor was split into two 'offices', one for Weaver and one for The Wind of Arbor. The next floor down was our private residence, which Cor and I shared. The floor below ours was split into two suites, one each for Thistle and Ren, and below that a massive kitchen.The entire tower had the Arborian Magical versions of central heating and central air. Needless to say, when you live in the Tower of the Wind, stale stuffy air is never an issue!The open top of the Tower, despite being so. There became times when he and I would just talk with each other, I was interested in hearing about how high school was like and he was very open about it. Being in middle school, it just looked to me like high school was miles-different, just like another universe.But Oliver told me a lot about it, how kids seemed to form groups, even more than in middle school, that you had to feel strong to resist the peer pressure that was inevitable and about how boys and girls got along in high school.