I move my hands to my waist to unfasten my skirt but hereyes go wide..."Oh do help, extra punishment all round if you help," Officer Mortonsays, still...amused. "And I do so want to hurt you both right now."My hands freeze and the slave unfastens my skirt and tugs it off me, herhands fumbling as she does so.. she looks exhausted, and very thin... ohgods, what do they do down here?She pulls my panties down over my feet then moans as she looks at thelocks on my shoes, a deep despairing muffled wail. Being raised Catholic, I knew these thoughts were wrong and that I should bury them. I mean they would go away eventually, right? when I say we were opposites, I mean in every sense of the word. I loved school and got good grades, whereas Andrea was more interested in life outside the classroom. by the time we made it to middle school she had been held back a grade already and before I started high school, she had already dropped out. well being a middle school dropout, she wasnt left with many. The meetings were mostly motivational, proclaiming that anyone who really wanted it and was willing to pay the price could make it big. There certainly was no one more motivated than he was. Some more research uncovered what he thought was a better company to join, and shortly, he was a fixture at a different set of meetings.Carter's driving desire for revenge was refocused, at least temporarily, on breaking all previous records for accumulating wealth through network marketing. He faced one. They didn't tend to be girls she was friendly with, but she and her friends had often discussed how they would readily give a spanking or the cane to those same girls if given the chance.It was always in fun, though, and they never expected to have the chance to deal with them for real, but Hannah remembered masturbating when picturing herself spanking those naughty girls' bare bottoms. However, instead of just imagining it, here Hannah was, about to deal with Jeff, and now she couldn't wait.