Finding some humorous accounts of my family's chronicles, I was able to cheer myself up and I even giggled a little. I took the time to trace the hist...ry of all of my children, to the extent possible from the microfilm records. It made me sad to think that they had all passed away long ago. My first child, Jeremy, Jr. had been born 112 years ago. I knew that some of my grandchildren must still be alive, and many of my other descendents that had attended my last birthday party would certainly be. And then a blindfold. Heavy leather cuffs were attached to my wrists and ankles.I was turned face down on the bed, and a chain was linked between my wrist cuffs behind my back. This gave me a little slack, at least. The pressure on my nipples returned. Every movement was like an electric zap of pain, from side to side of my chest. My legs were pulled wide apart, and I felt fiddling at my ankles. Ah. I was kept wide by a leg-spreader. Of course, my little skirt had slid way up to my hips,. He had no wares except figurines, what appeared to be small statues of various gods, but that was evidently bad enough for them. They began confronting him, shaking their clubs or cudgels in his face, and threatening him. His patrons fled in terror. That was enough for me.I hid my remote for the moment and pulled out my shotgun. That should more than even the odds. I wagered dollars to donuts that none of them had ever encountered gunpowder, let alone buckshot, before. Loading the shotgun with. "After all, it is a cock, albeit a plastic one, going in you. Besides, being a lesbian, or even being bisexual, at an all-girls school isn't a bad thing now is it?" I guess not." Good girl. Now bend over my desk here and hike up that dress." Beverly got up and moved slowly and uncertainly towards the desk. This was not how she had envisioned this meeting with Ms. Putnam going!"Come now, my dear, we don't have all day! I want to get home and put this day behind me the same as you. Now bend.