” I held Ming down as there was a collective groan from the other girls, but they quieted as I made a respectful “bye’ to Ming’s Mother and th... others at the table. Ming’s Mae gave me a conspiratorial wink and said, soothingly “Yes, Anh, go home if you don’t feel well; it was nice to meet you, and I wouldn’t want anything bad to happen to you at our family party.” I almost smiled, but made it a pained look as I thanked her for her concern: she knew I was making my escape from whatever her. "Are you a bad girl?" I waited a moment, then two, then slowly nodded. The next thing I knew, there were two large hands wrapped around my waist and I was being lifted, then seated on the washer I had just started. He pushed my knees apart, and was treated by the sight of my pretty pussy peaking out from under my short skirt. He practically ripped open his button-fly jeans, I was sure I was going to hear a grommet tinkling across the floor, "I guess I don't have to worry about adding. " That's honest." Yes, as far as it goes. I wouldn't half like to talk to the school inspectors. I certainly hope that they unearth the bullying the next time they visit the place. I feel so guilty that Nigel didn't tell me about it." No guilt to feel. I'd be prepared to bet that, however much he hated the place and made that remark about Jeremy never sending him there, he didn't want to cause you more unhappiness and worry." Are you sure?" I only bet on certainties. The other thing is that you. ..." The anaesthetist cameover to the table and signalled to Vanessa it was time for her toleave. She gave my hand one final big squeeze and departed the room,holding tight onto my overnight bag as promised."Ok Rebecca, you're going to feel a slight prick in your left arm, thenin a few seconds you'll begin to drift off..." Ok..." I whispered."5, 4, 3, 2...." There was the prick.This was it, there was no going back now. My final thoughts were of myMum. Had she really forgotten about me, or did.