??I’m amazed that you remain sane and no one even suspects your other life.??What about you? Do your colleagues know of your dreams? Or are you, in ...heir eyes, Miss prim and proper Miss Grearson???No, I keep fantasies to myself and I doubt anyone at work suspects what goes on in my mind when I lie in bed at night. As a woman, will I be subjected to the rapes and punishments or will I be able to get my own back and flog a few men???I think it depends on your mind and the thoughts the mirror gets. Kayla was currently in her classroom standing atop a stool straining to release the plants hanging from the ceiling. Holding her breath, her weight shifted, the stool wobbled and she prepared herself for the fall she knew was coming, but never happened. Strong hands wrapped tightly around her slender waist, pulling her abruptly from the stool, and gently setting her on the floor. Heart pounding she turned to confront the intruder and found herself forced to look up, and up, and up into the most. “Better hope your brother doesn’t say that in prison, he’ll have to join the skinheads if he doesn’t want to get stabbed like a bitch,” said Anna.No longer able to contain herself, Colleen screamed and tackled Anna, sending the two girls tumbling to the wet tile floor. With their naked bodies intertwined, Colleen managed to get on top of Anna and started beating her wildly with her fists, screaming as she did so. Anna shielded her face from most of the hits, but Colleen was holding nothing. Sheila's office featured a large oaken desk and a stone fireplace. A picture window filled one wall with a breathtaking view of the frosted mountains painted silver in the light of a nearly full moon. A floor-to-ceiling bookcase crammed with books covered the opposite wall. There were several oriental rugs scattered about on the wood floor"Make yourselves comfortable, I'll be right back." Sheila made a quick exit through a side door.Her abrupt departure startled me. Something was brewing, and I.