The tingle between your legs grows as you begin to rub your hand over your crotch. You can feel the moistness through your jeans and it quickly reache... a point were you remove your clothes and stand there. Your hand and middle finger moves over your mound and down your slit as you watch the hot water splash over the sleek muscular bodies as the men wash themselves. You are wet beyond belief and your mind makes you do something you didn't know it could. You enter the shower room naked.. That wasn't much fun. How about you?" True stories, after five years of ostracism? Hmph!" Sarah reached out her hand to Fred again. "Somehow, I have never angered my Master enough for him to whip me. I don't know why."I felt myself becoming aroused. THAT hasn't happened in well over twenty years. Is it even possible, in a woman three years shy of 100?Fred snorted. "Of course not, my love." He turned to me. "We met in a bar. I was drunk, and she was stoned. I told her to do some things, and she. I did not however make any show regarding myperformance. There were some shouts of "Yes!" and some groans too as Mrs.Stratford continued."Those of you scoring less than 70% have an opportunity on Mondayafternoon to redeem yourselves. Some of the material from this exam mayappear on the makeup test. The range of scores was as follows," and sheproceeded to draw a bell curve on the blackboard. It seems that mine wasthe only perfect paper. No wonder Darla was upset. Anything less thanperfect was. His penishad shrunk to the size of what I thought would be a five year old boy.The most worrisome thing was that Peter either didn't notice any of this,or didn't think anything of it if he did."Peter, do you feel changed at all after your visit with Madame Chu?" Iasked."Actually, I do feel different," he replied.'Good', I thought to myself, 'he has noticed.'"I feel more relaxed than I have in years. I imagine I feel like you whenyou come home from a session with Madam Chu. I'm also not afraid.