"If you don't know what were doing maybe you should stay after school, and I can help you with your homework." He said handing me my homework. "And se...ond of all I gave you those grades so that you could come to me in private, and not have to ask in front of your friends." Oh.....well I guess I could stay after school, but you are going to give me the right grades again, aren't you?" I asked him looking up at him. I was kind of an honest person. He laid a hand on my shoulder, and gave it a. They left, I got dressed and headed back to the Limo almost in tears. Boris instead of handing me a letter, said not to cry that I had done my first trick very well and mistress was very pleased, he also explained that Sgt Major was often very cruel and sick to play with but my next trick would be better. We headed back to Mistress Tiffany's where I had a shower, but I felt sick still when I got out of the shower. Mistress Tiffany was waiting for me when I got out of the shower, she said that. The clanging of the steel bars slamming shut sent a shudder up my spine---this was for real, and had no idea what was wrong. There were several dudes already in the cell, so Dustin and me took a bunk---I told him to just get a nap---we would find out what the fuck was up in a while. With that, one of the dudes on a upper bunk piped up---”Damm, is that fresh meat I smell”? “Smells like it to me yo” offered another. “Been a few days since I got some shit on my dick yo” “Ya, me too dawg---and one. Follow me,” Mel said rushing outside.The ladies marched over to the honeymoon cottage. Melanie started going through her bags and pulled out a pink evening dress. She had bought lots of sexy underwear for the honeymoon and grabbed a pair of dark blue knickers from her collection. She rushed into the bathroom leaving Claire waiting outside.Melanie undid her sandals and took them off. She washed, reapplied her make-up and hair. Then put on the underwear she had grabbed.“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”She had.