I for my part reacted bucking and grinding my groin acting like a sissy colliding with his hardened penis.“Puff----p-p----uff-ff--------puffing.”S...LAT! SPANK! CRACK!! WHAP! WHACK!A pout back up at my punishing teacher did not ask for the burning spanks to stop. I understood now I was getting what I deserved which was raising blisters upon my blazing bottom.Plapp-Splat- Spank-Smack! Whap-Crack!Holding on not wanting to cry like a little girl, but knowing in my heart crying that would be. " I argued. "I don'twant to die. There is no need to murder me. I could be of use to you-"I tried to negotiate."You present too much of a risk to the project. I doubt you canchange. This is best for everyone."I think we are done for the day Jess. I'll see you again tomorrow."With that Phillips stood and left.I grimaced as Blain put the music on. Enya. "Oh joy," Soon after Blaincame in and gave me my lunch."Hey freak. You'll like this. Cockroache risotto..." It was Frenchfries, sausages and. “Certainly! The bathroom is there,” he said, pointing. “Take your time.”I grabbed the small bag with my soap and shampoo, as well as my other bathroom stuff that was in my shoulder bag. I grabbed a clean set of underwear and socks, plus jeans and a polo shirt, and went into the bathroom. I stripped and turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature to as hot as I could stand.I used the toilet and spent nearly two minutes trying to figure out how to flush it! There was no traditional lever. We made arrangements at work to meet with the manager of one of the chain restaurants in Eagan, MN when we got there, so we could have jobs while going to school. That looked pretty good so we planned on taking two weeks off to find a place to live, move, check into school and get started working. It was going to be busy.Mom and dad let us go through a bunch of stored stuff in the basement, garage and shed. We found pretty much enough dishes, cookware, flatware, pictures and some other stuff.