Paul and Mike, if I don’t see you before your game ... Kill the Saints!”“Yes, Sir!” we both replied in unison.“Okay, folks. Hustle onto home...oom.”In the morning announcements, I loved how Mr. Williamson pumped up the students with both his summary of the girls’ varsity basketball beat-down of Strathroy and our upcoming football game against the Saints. I couldn’t help but grin when our VP mentioned Lynette’s dominant stat line because all I could picture was her getting ‘red-lighted’ by the OPP. Then she softly said; “Yes I can do that. Yes, I can mean that. And yes, I agree with that. I need you, and you were the only person other than my family who has ever made me happy to be me.” Then she added, “I have beaten myself up more than you ever have. I knew that I had blown it when you told me you saw me at O’Kelly’s. I will have a letter given to you soon.”The next day she came over to my apartment and gave me a framed certificate size letter. It said:I will never, ever, ever. She saw pictures of women in chains, being whipped or spanked. These pictures burned in her memory. As time went on, these pictures and stories of femalesurrender, punishment, and erotic training took on a very special meaning to Patti. Patti also noticed, on another occasion, and quite by accident, a pair of padded handcuffs lying on the floor beside the Claret bed. These modest and unintentional revelations of the Claret?s sexual predilections awakened an unfocused emotion within her. As the. "Well, strap him in then".The assistant then strapped my ankles and wrists onto the bench. The intruder came and checked that I was securely strapped in. The intruder then said to the assistant:"Put this on him".The assistant pleaded,"Please, look you've got the money, please go and leave us. We won't tell anyone". "Oh no, I've not had my fun yet. Put it on him". The assistant came up to my ear and whispered to me, "Please open your mouth". I opened my mouth and a ball gag was inserted in and.