“You weren’t at each other’s throats today,” Betty observed.“Thank you, Ma’am,” Savannah said. She was expected to call her mother “Ma...��am” and her father “Sir” during punishment sessions.Once Betty went over the constructive feedback, she asked Savannah if there was anything she wanted to admit to doing wrong this week.“I didn’t clean the kitchen when it was my turn, and you had to tell me to do it, Ma’am. I am sorry about that,” Savannah said. Savannah was expected to admit to her mistakes. Jake just stared in silence for a moment and walked right past him to go to mom. "Hi sis!" said Jake. "It's so good to see my Nick and Rachael!" I forgot to say my brother is Nick and my sister is Rachael. "Nice to see you too, Uncle" I said under my breath. My cousin Sam (younger than me by three years and looking as muscular as ever) walked up to me and gave me a huge hug! "I love to see you all the time," said Sam. "I have a feeling this will be a visit we'll never forget!" I looked back at. With a last hug and a good luck from Bern, she was out the door.The short train journey to her destination was a little unnerving. Full of bored husbands in off the peg suits, following the same mundane routine every day, travelling to their over worked and underpaid jobs in London. Up and down the carriage, every head was facing in her direction, some even stretching their necks to look over shoulders to ogle. Not one of them was looking at her face. Following their gaze took her head straight. During this session, only three girls were disqualified. Two were for scars on their bodies. The third was turned away because of attitude. She was slow to undress and took exception to Sarah feeling her up.“I love men and will allow them to do just about anything. But, I am NO lesbian” she said emphatically. Neither Rebecca or Sarah had patience for a girl that would refuse their advances. It’s not like Sarah had asked the girl to lick her pussy. Forty three willing, attractive young women was.