However, when she tried the bank back on Earth refused her access saying the owner was deceased. Shit, that was troubling."Sharon," I said immediately..."Yes, Toliver." Please review Earth's news back to the day we contacted Stackman. Look for any report on the girls, especially any concerning their being found alive." Working, Toliver. Toliver, I have found many references to Miss Dubois', Miss Delgado's and Miss Tiernay's deaths but no reference to their subsequent survival." Oh, fuck," I. After thirty minutes, my door slams open as Jenny barges in. She walks to my desk and writes something on a piece of paper. “That’s Sophia’s address. I have to leave to help set-up. You are Sophia’s date for the party. Be there at seven,” Jenny orders running out before I can object.She left the door open as I get up to shut it. I grab the notebook off my desk. Time to let Jenny and the cheerleaders know that they do not run my life. I make sure she didn’t write on a page I need. I tear the. “Why don’t you take it off?” he asked.“What??” I asked, not sure I heard him right.“Take it off. I won’t look, I have my back to you anyway” he said.“Uh, I don’t know” I replied, although the thought of getting it off really appealed to me.“Oh go on, I promise not to turn around.” he saidI thought about it for a moment and decided I had to have some relief, this thing was killing me. Keeping my eye on him, I unhooked the bra from behind and shrugged my shoulders, causing it to fall and land in. Then my Aunt, to the obvious approval of her friends,would, as she put it, "get to the bottom of the problem." I would receivetwo dozen spanks with her hairbrush. The first 12, administered atmaximum strength, would be applied to my anus, or as my Auntreferred to it, my "bulls eye," causing unbelievable pain. It was the final dozen however that were the real killers. My Aunt would turn the hairbrush over to the bristle side, applyingthe twelve smacks to my anus, causing me usually to.