”What does it mean to have your bitch button reset?” she asked as if considering it herself.“I am not allowed to eat what I want, go where I wan..., wear what I want. I have no privacy, I am spanked and punished frequently for being disrespectful or showing any sign of bitchiness and then regularly trained using physical and mental humiliations to keep me, and Berry too, in line and in our place.”“Well you sure as shit got the being naked bit down!” Chester joked.“If I hadn’t seen it, I would. She had spotted more than a few of them checking her out as she walked from one class to another. In history, Mr. Fields always seemed to be staring at her legs. On the days she wore a skirt he rarely left his desk seat. Her desk was in front of the room and every time she crossed her legs his eyes fell on her in an attempt to look up her skirt. She ruled him out as he was a coach and his conversations never went beyond sports. Then there was Mr. Lance, her English teacher. They got along great. " We asked if you were all right," said the tall boy. "When you didn't answer, we went to get help at the fire station." These two dummies," said the girl, "were going to roll you over, but I told them they shouldn't do that." I feel fine," I said. "Hey! How's my guitar?" I started trying to reach behind myself."Your guitar is fine," said the fireman. "Just settle down. The paramedics are here." I decided to cooperate for the time being."What's your name?" asked a third male voice, presumably a. Joan said who was the man, I said you know that big good looking colored man JL. Josh came back in the room with the tea, Joan said Josh you need to get in the garden and pick them peas, and I will let you suck Donnie’s dick when you come back in. Josh whined saying it done got hot as hell out there, ok Joan said just pick enough for supper. We heard Josh go out the back door fussing about it being to hot. When Josh got out the door, Joan said you mean you fucked a colored woman after that JL.