Bertha will be accompanied by Sr. Benedicta,Sr.Anselm and Sr.Gertrude who are all advocates of the use of corporal punishment in daily life to solve s...cieties woes.I would be most grateful to you if you could furnish me with a list of names of the girls who are the most persistent offenders so that Sr.Bertha and her fellow confreres can begin work immediately upon arrival at your school.I understand from your letter that both you and your staff are not comfortable in using corporal punishment. I'm the guy who was supposed to rape you." But you didn't." But I wanted to." No, you didn't. You wanted to have sex with me. When you looked at me, I could tell. You saw a person, not an object. When you realised I wasn't ... there of my choice ... it switched you off. I could see. Then you gave me a chance to be free. Then you stood between me and ... that thing. Besides, I wouldn't have minded."Malcolm boggled at that. "You wouldn't?" No. I might explain some day." You seemed very calm.". The man used to be standing facing into one of the stalls in the corner. When my pal and I or anyone went in he used to start humming a tune to himself. We used to go to the stall on each side of him and pretend to be having a pee. He would stop humming and say to us what the weather was like today. Remarking that we looked fit youngsters he would ask us to feel his arm muscles. Being aware of what would come next we would feel his arms. After working round his body he would end up asking us to. ‘Get out!’ she screamed louder as she swung towards his face, but he grabbed her hand and gave it a good, hard twist, forcing her to face the mirror. ‘Let me go!’ she screamed, not knowing if he was going to kill or rape her. ‘Just relax ma’am,’ he whispered in her ear. ‘I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to talk,’ he smiled at her as they both looked at their reflections in mirror. ‘If you hurt me, I’ll make sure that your hunted down like a dog,’ she said through her teeth, watching a.