He called me in to tell me he did not believe it was “appropriate” for me to graduate after only two years. I told him that I have enough credits ...nd there is no reason for him to withhold my diploma, but he was still reluctant.“You’ve missed out on the whole college experience,” he said. “College isn’t just about credits and courses, it’s about the full process of higher education. Two years is simply not enough exposure. Perhaps next year, after you’ve had a little more time with us...”I see. He a draw up a list of prospective membersand started to recruit. It was not going to be cheap but if it worked itwould help him control a lot of influential people.Angela was full of idea?s of how the club could prosper financially Shelooked at the list of members and began to build a file up on them; whatinterested her was there wives and chil-dren.It was a dark cold February night when the prospective members were invitedto a county club just outside London. There were twenty sixteen. Hargass was standing outside his door as I turned.“Bobby,” he called, “can you join us?”My heart fell. I knew that we were busted. The principal held the door for me and waited on Bobby. The school nurse was waiting in his inner office, sitting in a chair. The door clicked shut behind us and Mr. Hargass pointed to two chairs. Bobby sat next to me and Hargass sat on the edge of the desk looking at us. “Is there something wrong, Mr. Hargass?” Bobby asked.He looked down at Bobby, then me. Rubbing. The liquid was released and ithad been filled with warm urine. I had no choice but to drink, fightingcramps in my belly and trying not to fill my diapers. They were alreadywet from peeing and my bottom burned where mistress had paddled andsanded it raw earlier. Of course I had no choice but to drink everythingthat flowed, and finally the flow stopped. Some light applause andlaughter when it was empty.I was hoping to be released from the funnel as someone came up andstarted tickling me saying.