That gave us the opportunity to converse between us, and to plan, without raising too much suspicion.For quite some time, everything went along smooth...y. We made our plans, and they were foolproof. I put a percentage of the money that I made away. I came to trust Mr. Epstein. Beyond trust, we became friends, to the point where I started to call him Ben, at least when there were no customers around.So one day, I confided my plans to him. And he was willing to keep the secret, and even help us.. I answered honestly, "It was a put down, but it was true too. Penny said when you felt her breasts it felt like you were trying to maul her. She didn't like it at all."Very meekly Chad said, "I'm sorry." Don't tell me that. Penny is the one you need to apologize to." With that comment, I turned and walked off to my last class.Penny had a surprise for me when I got on the bus. She said, "You aren't going to believe who talked to me just before I got on the bus today. Chad Hurst!" What did Chad. .." She hesitated, trying to ignore the fluttering in her stomach. "and in recognition for your rehabilitated ways... I will allow you look at this picture for five seconds before I delete it off your phone forever. Then, you will never ever do such a horrible, perverted thing for the rest of your life or I'll release our security footage to the police. Understood?"He nodded."Good. The five seconds starts now." She turned the phone with the picture of her panty-clad nethers to the teenager and. Tears streamed down her face as she realized the helplessness of her position, and it was all she could do to keep from sobbing as she pulled her slip up over her head and stood before the ex-servant in her panties and stockings and the black brassiere that she had decided to wear that day."Oh, lovely, lovely!" Frank said, applauding her soundlessly. The lewd tape continued to spin its ugly sounds throughout the room, and Sylvie trembled with rage and despair."You don't mind if I do the rest,.