He was leaning against the teacher's desk in the front of a room that was familiar to Meg though she couldn't immediately place where it was."Passing ...otes is very naughty, Meg." Derek scolded. "Come to the front of the class!"Meg's annoyance quickly dissipated, replaced with an intense sense of shame. Her cheeks burned nearly as red as her hair. "Yes, sir." She said meekly as she slipped out of chair and approached him."What happens to naughty girls?" Derek asked with a menacing smirk."Um .... They turn to me, their masks as creepy as ever. What is going on behindthem? What are they thinking? How deep is their training?"Stand at attention," I say.They do."Lift you right arms into the air."They do. Holy shit. They follow my orders just like I'm her.Interesting. I'm going to have to remember that trick for later."Proceed," I say.They turn from me and go back to their task. They unstrap Sam from thesubmission chair and take him away, leaving me, their president, alone inthe room.The. “I did it.” Glancing around, she noticed Beth’s eyebrows go up, but otherwise no reaction. The other two were oblivious.Laurie sighed. “Didn’t you hear me?” The silence from the other girls really irked her. “You GUYS,” she whined, “I fucked my dad last night.”No response. Stacey just looked down at her lunch.“Oh, come on! Are you all deaf all of a sudden?”Rebecca finally replied, “We heard you.”Beth took a sip of her drink, and added. “Yeah. Second place. Good for you.”Laurie just gasped and. And you can help yourself to some of the food that I see you drooling at." She laughed back at me as my stomach gave a rumble.I walked her to the nearest seat before returning to the buffet. She gave me her empty glass to take back."What was in that punch? My wife really likes it."The bartender gave a shrug. "Nothing hard to find - a quart of orange sherbet, a big bottle of ginger ale, two bottles of cheap sparkling wine."I suddenly lost all interest in the buffet. Even at that dilution, Shelly.