Maybe the kiss in the car or the tears in Nancy’s eyes but I said, “What if you punish me instead?” It stopped her in her tracks. She looked at ...e. For a minute I thought she was going to agree but she said no. That she did not have the right. I was not her child.Again I do not know where I got the nerve but I said. "I am 18 and if I say you can punish me you can. I am an adult and can make decisions." By this time I felt like I was 12 in a tux three sizes too big and about to faint.She again. My recently colored blond above the shoulder hair was combed outin a simple pageboy bob. She finished off with large gold hoop earringsand matching anklet, necklace and bracelets. "Ah, the sissy is almostreborn! We seem to be done here, let's remove your tittie devices and getyou dressed."As the tittie devices were removed I could not help but notice thedevelopment of my breasts, and especially my nipples. "Dani, please take off your smock so that I may apply some perfume andthen move over to. Campbell seems to know all about them. I guess they are a Scottish thing." Celtic, actually," said the caretaker's voice from around the corner of the cottage. He rounded the corner, his face drawn with weariness. There were soot marks on his pants, face, and hands and the scent of spiced meat wafted on the breeze ahead of him. "We Scots brought the beasties with us when we came to Caledonia. They are a lot smarter here in Scotland than they are in Ireland or farther south in Wales and. Withmany factories producing military equipment, military schools, militarypatrols on the streets. It was forbidden for foreigners to visit thecity; and everyone who intended to drive through coul expected to bestopped and searched. Inside it was clean and safe with zero criminalactivities on the streets.But now, with many factories and military schools closed, the citydegraded. Serpukhov was one of the places that was much better in theSoviet past. For Svetlana the difference was easy to see.