Yes, we’re a bit free about spreading a little money around. We find that people are a lot more likely to help if there’s an idea that there is pa...ment for the aggravation of having a twelve year old boy ask questions about why you do things and HOW you do things.For the munchkins, though, the last couple of hours of this day are devoted to Mizz Lee, our Teacher Emeritus. Yes, she’s supposed to be an English teacher, guiding inquisitive minds in grammar and vocabulary, but she pushes them into. She'd not spoken at all yet, except to introduceherself at the start. Hard to boss around men when you're such a slip of athing, Kath was thinking.'And what does femdom mean to you?' Kath asked her.'Devotion,' Gwen replied at once. 'Committment. Honour.''Honour?''I'm his lady, the one he worships. He'd lay his life down for me.''To be walked on,' Hazel said, provoking a slight, unwilling smile from Gwen.On Kath's far left was a red haired woman with grey eyes, whom she foundhard to read. She'd. I just laid there frozen, I didn't know what to do. The hand started moving up and down my body. I was skinny, 6' and maybe 140lbs., but had wrestled in high school. But still I laid there and pretended I was sleeping, not knowing what was going to happen. The hand moved up and down working under my shorts and bit by bit moving them down off my hips.Then the bed shuddered a little as he got up on his knees so he could pull them down over my ankles. He then laid back down behind me and moved in. He returned within a minute carrying a shirt and pair of trousers that I gratefully accepted. “Now, follow me and don’t speak.” We walked, not back to Smyth as I had expected, but in a direction further away from where she lay. We walked through several more storerooms, each full to bursting with stacks of new crates. Miles turned and grabbed my arm, gripping it tightly as another much louder rumbling shook the tunnel system. That time I stayed on my feet, though the guard took a tumble. I.