"Certainly, Krystal, so get yourself upstairs & ready for bed. You have five minutes, then I expect to find you standing by your bed, washed, teeth cl...aned, hair brushed, understand?" "Yes Sir, Daddy," you whispered & quickly walked away, out of the kitchen & up the stairs to your room. I went to the bottom of the stairs & listened carefully, hearing the whisper drips of water draining away down the plughole before I left the front door on the latch & sneaked back to My own house to fetch a few. " College?" Megan said, clearly interested. "I didn't know you were thinking about that!" It happened pretty quickly," Susan explained. "There aren't many classes I could take over at the school that mean anything or that I hadn't already taken. I didn't feel like wasting the year, so I managed to get signed up for classes there." You mean you're not going to graduate from high school?" I already did," Susan smiled. "In Germany. When I understood a little of what that meant, it made a diploma. I’m a retired Colonel in a small detachment of the army that is run by a – I suppose you would call him a rogue General – who has more brains and more actual power than anyone I know. But that’s a long story. I’m sure that you will meet him soon. For now, Ship has just told me that she has finished with your crew, and you need to have a strong conversation with your officers about how your women are to be treated when we eat, and from now on, actually. If your crew objects, let them understand. I wound up back on the computer later in the day, tired from chores. I was now both cuffed to the belt and tightly hobbled, as Mom and Dad had to take Tim somewhere. I knew if I fell I would wind up playing inchworm. However it caused no problems sitting. Soon I located a site run by an organization called LISA. It was, well, strangely interesting. They had a lot of information on corsets, which were a part of most descriptions of the "English method." There I found a scary, but possible.