Bowing my head I mumbled “Yes, sir.” “What was that?” Mr Carlo looked even more annoyed. “Yes, Sir,” I pronounced more clearly, looking hi... straight in the eyes. *** After the bell rang everyone rushed out of class as fast as possible, being a Friday afternoon. I sat at my desk, upset that Mr Carlo was annoyed at me. I wanted to get him alone, but not like this. “Cara.” I looked up. “Please shut the blinds so the other students don’t pull faces at the window and come and sit by my desk.” I did. He was a good man to workfor or with.Back to Ed Scrooge. Ed Scrooge as was referred to, loved to be mean forthe sake of being mean. He even fired one man for being dead. EdScrooge said he was a No Call No Show for three days. It was a uselessact. In revenge a lot of the plant workers called in under fake names.They said, "I cannot come to work today. I am Dead." Plant Securitynever turned their real names over to Ed Scrooge. They were liked agood joke as well. They also agreed with the. Small, my hands had to be smaller, I rolled my hands and finger together, the bones contracted, the space between bones collapsed. I heard the doors close, the first mine then the passenger door, at last, the drivers. The engine turned over, the powerful motor purred like a caged lion. I heard the crunching of the gravel under wheels as we pulled out of the parking lot onto the roadway.My hands were free, I clutched the cuff’s inside my left hand and moved my right hand around and unbuckled my. .. And ... Well, I suppose you don’t really want to know about family and employment ... You want to know about my dreams of having giant animal cocks rammed in and out of me...” She pauses. Looking toward the camera, as if we’re infringing on her privacy – asking too much of her, then adding, “Horses ... I’m turned-on by horses!”There’s a short pause whilst we look at her ‘resting bitch face’, and then we cut to –Jocelyn standing in a large horse-shed. The farm is not far from her home in the.