But she looks truly comfortable in her own skin. She shakes my hand and motions me to sit. I smile back at her and smooth my skirt before taking a se...t. I wonder what qualifies her to ‘mentor’ here. “I like your choice of outfit today,” she remarks, looking me up and down. “Very appropriate. I think you might be the first to try that on day one.” I try not to blush, but I’m glad to hear I’m doing something right. “Thanks! It kind of made sense to me…first day of school and all that…” “My. "Won't you come in?"She walks me back into the room, hand still clenched in my hair, until weare in front of the couch. She stops me far enough from the couch thatshe can sit comfortably, but close enough that she can reach out andtouch if she wants. Then she turns me so that I am facing sideways inrelation to how she will sit."On your knees, petal," she says. Using my hair to control me, she pullsme down to a kneeling position."Petal?" the brute asks. "Freaks and their games." You know what to. A few minutes later I had fixed the phone line and as soon as I called in the theft, one of the FBI agents popped in. "ZZApppp!" A three-inch high person, embedded up to it's neck in stone, and surrounded by an iron cage was on the floor when the smoke cleared. I could hear the high-pitched cursing, and called the FBI back, reminding them about the protection spells, and asking if they could come and collect their agent. The next agents came in via the door. "Sorry about the improper entry.. For the whole drive home I was trying work out why she was so desperate to get me home early. She must be really bored or lonely I thought.I rounded the corner, pulled into the driveway, and parked the car. I unlocked the door and walked inside. That’s when I heard it again, the unmistakable sounds of people moaning in pleasure.'YES, it’s happening again' I said to myself, but as I walk around the corner into the lounge I notice there isn’t a porn movie playing this time.'This is different,' I.