At the end of the day I finally got it.Someone had blabbed.‘OMG!’ I panicked. ‘One of the guys on the team told someone what happened on Friday....�� I started hyperventilating. I saw Nick, who was in all of my classes and I walked up to him. “Someone told.” I said simply. Nick understood immediately what I was talking about and gave me a hug. “It’s okay babe,” he said soothingly for I had begun to cry uncontrollably. Suddenly, he lifted my chin up and kissed me passionately on the lips. This. .." MISTRESS? HAH, no one has ever called me that before. I like it, say it again!" Please Mistress, will you kindly... punish me?" I looked down at my chest at the two white swaying orbs. The same two orbs my husband loves to fondle and caresses. The same breasts I've always been proud of. The same two tits that I was now offering to the hands of a twenty something black prostitute."Punish what Lady? What of yours would you like me to have punished?"There was no longer any reason to hide. So anyway, we made it a standing nightly date to be there at 11pm and work the booth until sunrise. After a few weeks, we each had more money than we would have made in a year. Sidrah, it was just unreal. I was really getting into it, but unlike Leanne, wasn't giving up my vagina. On our way out one night then, Harlan gave us our tips, which had been as much as $2500 each and never less than $1500. Harlan would always tell us that he was hearing great things about us and that word was. Theyd all been there before him. Forest Hill High had experienced 18 years of the Winters family and it was an understatement to say that they had left a negative legacy. Stabbing other students with protractors, check. Breaking the PE teachers nose, check. Beating up Ms. Rock after accusing her of being a lesbian and spying on them in the changing rooms (the work of his two eldest sisters), check. It wasnt difficult to see why some of the longer standing teachers at FHH had chosen to.