‘Audrey, dinner was real tasty. I guess if I’m doing my own cooking it will be awhile before I eat that well again,’ I mentioned, as I turned to...leave. Like Audrey, my throat was closing from the emotional stress. ‘Jim,’ she called after me, in the kind of hoarse voice that comes from crying, ‘where are you going? Don’t leave me. Could you please stay? Can we please talk? We need to talk!’ I couldn’t answer, I couldn’t speak. I just closed the door gently behind me. George had helped me move a. So far my venture into adulthood has began rather horridly.My eighteenth birthday was celebrated with my social worker smiling as I signed paperwork and my foster parents slipping me a twenty as they wished me well in life. My social worker offered to drop me off anywhere of my choosing, but I declined. As far as I was concerned, the sooner I got away from the painted faced gargoyle, the better.I already had a plan set in place. In preparation for the day I aged out of the system, I had dropped. The others stepped in and destroyed the empire the human had created. If he kept the changes small the others would not interfere.The entity began looking at all the humans on earth. He quickly found one by the name of Richard. Richard was a college student. He wasn't muscular, but not weak either. He had light blue eyes with brown hair. Kinda short compared to the other human males as well. He had high moral standards compared to most. He was perfect for entertainment.The entity began making. ” I snugged the now familiar, skimpy garment over my warm cheeks and shriveled penis. “Curtsy.” I curtsied, swaying a bit. “Punishment.” I bent my head down and clasped my thighs. “Start counting at one each time I punish you.” Wham! The paddle hit me. I thanked Mistress Elaine six times before she next told me to curtsy. Evidently I didn’t get it right, for I earned six more punishment strokes. At the end of these, she said, “It’s very important for you to learn to curtsy. I want you to curtsy.