"Well Grace I’ll also see you in detention, anyone else? “ She asked. I could tell that is was going to be a fun day.Mrs. Whittaker went to inscri...e something on the board then a couple of Middle fingers rose to the air pointing her direction. It was Carly and her bitch Grace, Carly then aimed her manicured middle finger towards me. I could not wait for detention to start.At last the bell rang and most people started leaving. A group of classmates gathered around Carly’s and Grace's desks and. Must be dreaming, he thought while fighting the alarming paralysis. I'll wake up, or it will go some other weird direction any second now.As he continued the mental struggle, a new sensation struck. It was as if someone was watching him - or rather several people. He could feel eyes on him, though the hum had thankfully quieted.Something moved at the edge of his vision, and a breeze stirred his hair. Then again, on the opposite side. It tickled like mad, adding to his discomfort.Come on. Wake. ." he growled."At least." I answered, deadpan.From the corners of my eyes I saw the other two edging backward."It seems that I have more control over your men than you," I smiled."At the moment," he answered reluctantly, "that would seem to be the case. So, can we make no arrangement for me to recover my items, or shall I begin shelling your little compound in the valley above? Perhaps you have a woman and some little babies up there, nice and comfortable in Archie's little hideaway..."I didn't. Then, quickly, before I can change my mind I send an email."Hi, I am a fifty-five year old woman that requires regular discipline.”I jump, as almost as quickly as I hit send, the email notification signal rang indicating a response. Opening the email, I gasp."A woman your age knows what you need and rest assured you will get what you deserve. I’ve attached a picture. Meet me at the coffee shop in thirty minutes. Don’t be late.”Touching up my lipstick and running a brush through my hair I rush.