" I said hoping again he would listen. He was angry, quiet, and just wanted to rape someone. I grabbed the little girl and pulled her away from the wo...an. The girl began screaming, "Mom!" but I grabbed her and took her to the other room leaving Yamato and the older woman in one room.The girl was resisting as I took her to another bedroom. There was a small bed there which I threw the girl on."Stop resisting!" I said to her. She listened now knowing I knew her language. "Please, lie down on your. Mr. Anson's history class was a little better, but I still had the feeling that we were going through the motions of rote learning. Here, for example, is where you needed to know that the Founding Fathers wanted a bicameral legislature. You just didn't need to understand what it was.Third period was when the day started to get interesting.I'd read "Bartleby" over the weekend, but Mrs. Palmer started class by asking those of us with front row seats to pass back a Xeroxed paper that she was. If someone had robbed her…she could feel her body shake with a silent rage. Sheer anger made her abruptly sit up in bed and look around. Laying on her side, she hadn’t been able to see the rest of the room behind her. A snazzy looking glass-paneled walk in closet, was set inside the wall. Flanked on either side of the closet were two cherrywood doors. One of those doors was probably the bathroom. The other one led outside. As silent as her anger would allow her to be, Sage threw the comforter. Travis leaned forward and attached first one clamp onto her left nipple and another on her right, not tightening so much as to hurt but enough so that she could feel some pressure. He turned the vibrations on, listening to her moan, and seeing her squirm. Her nipples were rock hard after a couple of seconds and he tightened the clamps just a little more. He smiled wickedly as he saw her nipples turn a bright red. "You've been a naughty girl, Twila." Travis said, running his hands down her.