It stung so much and she yelped and was ordered to hold out her other hand, which she did, palm upwards, and moments later the cane swished down onto ...hat palm and she yelped once again.Miss Jones then instructed in a very firm tone of voice given that she looked like she was only twenty-one-years-old, “Now go with Miss Lewis to the punishment room. You were going to get twelve strokes but it will now be fifteen for arguing.”Miss Hargreaves’ mind was all over the place. Her hands stung and she. I returned home from hostel after first semester and as usual peeping on my mom. I noticed that mom was little careless about her clothes and other things. Perhaps because I was not there. I found her wearing transparent, revealing clothes, she was more beauty conscious as she had touched 40. Since I was into computers, dad had got me a PC at home which my younger sis was using and she had taught my mom also. I noticed that many sex sites were in the history. I was wondering if it was mom or my. " Do you think she is really that smart?" Jeff asked Helen.Helen put her drink back on its coaster, then looked up at her Prime. "I picked a history textbook at random, turned to chapter ten, handed the book to her and told her to read the chapter and prepare for a quiz. I started out of the room to go to the bathroom, and she handed the text back to me. Elapsed time, maybe forty-five seconds." Oh, shit," Jeff whispered."Yes," Helen agreed. "I took the book and asked her nine questions from the. These few will become the future Masters of the Art here on Earth. Aristotle is giving heavy hints that we're going to need them in the future, but he won't tell me what for." I said."Can't you make him; he's supposed to be your creation after all." Nichole said.I gave a laugh, "Not at all, Aristotle's been around since man started writing in all his forms. He's told me he holds all the worlds' books, those that have been written in the past and the present. He also says he's got books from the.