”“Patience Kitten, patience.”“I think we’ve already established that I don’t do patience well.”Matt laughed. “Practice being patient, ...r Master won’t spank.”Kitten laughed. “No, anything but that! My Master is so mean.”Kitten’s first class after lunch was the last class for the day. She went out to the parking area to wait for her mother to pick her up.When her mother arrived, Kitten got in the van and they headed home.“Matt was mean to me this morning.”Kitten saw her mother raise an eyebrow in. One of the guys stood up to come out in the hall I quickly pulled my skirt down and quickly moved off to my office. If nothing else happened today I would never be able to sit in the boardroom again without remembering this day. But that was not all. Brady came out of the boardroom and by this time I was at my desk trying really hard to act normal. Most of the guys that work with me are anywhere from 10 to 15 years my junior. As he walked pasted my office Brady said he and then headed. "A trap,but why?" "You know how popular he is, all the girls at his schoolare dying to make him date them, not least because he really is a nice guy,who'd never try to go to far with them. That makes some of the other boys enviousand some girls too. I've been asking around and this is what I think happened.There's one girl in particular, very pretty and out of a wealthy family, buta nasty type. She's been chasing Nick for a long time, but he didn't want anythingto do with her. Other boys are. Dale managed to shave an hour off of that estimate by exercising the Carrera's engine just a bit. He turned into a gas station and fueled up. His Uncle had always bought his gas here and though Dale doubted the old man would recognize him, he had been here quite a few times in years past. After he had fueled up he picked up a few groceries and then drove on to his Uncle's place.As he completed the last part of the day's driving, Dale's mind wandered over the information he had gathered.