He continued with eyeshadow and mascara and finally a bright red lipstick. There were other things I didn’t recognize that added what Master called ...pecial touches but I was beyond caring at this point. I was terrified to see the finished product. Master then left the room and came back with a large box. He told me to carefully remove the nightie while making sure not to ruin my makeup. I slipped it off over my head and sat there waiting for the next indignity. When I saw what Master pulled out. Steve rushed in, and was about to call for the room to sedate the knife wielder, when a third woman moved to intercept her, with a police baton in her hands. The attacker screamed, "Stay away from me," but the tall, athletic woman moved in, and skillfully deflected the blade with her baton, before grabbing the woman's wrist and applying a disarming move.The knife dropped to the floor as the attacker's arm came up behind her back, and Steve finally managed to call to the room for sedation for. I thought there would be more students there, but it was just me and two senior guys. They were sitting in the back of the room together and I took a seat in the front row. Mrs. Wilson was the teacher in charge that night. I signed in at her desk and she gave me the rules. "You're to sit quietly for the next hour. No cell phones. No getting up without permission. You're allowed to read or do homework, but no other activities are permitted. If you run out of work to do, you are to sit and think. Her breasts were exposed and it was obvious that she was not wearing a bra. The unknown factor was that she also wore no panties. Several of the guys were having a very animated discussion on how immature the young girls were and she was digging on it. I told her I was going upstairs to see if anybody I knew from work had arrived. I told her AI would probably be a while, knowing this would give the guys the go ahead if they were interested in pursuing her. I went upstairs and Overheard a few of.