She deserves at least that, don't you think?"The reporters were silent. There seemed to be an agreement."I will take a few questions, I cannot promise...that I can answer them, but I realize you all have a job to do, so I will give you some time now, in the understanding that there will be none after this." How does it feel to be a hero?" asked one of the reporters.I was shocked. "I am not a hero. If anything I helped contribute to this mess. I should have known sooner." What do you mean by. Then Betty lifted up the voluminous skirts of her yellow dress and bent over, exposing the white globes of her cheeks and the tanned posterior skin of her thighs above the tops of her stockings. As she gathered the hem of her skirts up around her face she bit down on the edge of the fabric and clenched her knees together in anticipation of what was to come. Her buttocks were already covered with bruises in a wide variety of colors ranging from black and blue (that could have been due to last. ..I avoided that hallway for awhile but then I started using it again and I didn't see anyone around and things kind of went back to normal until one afternoon I had to stay late to see a teacher about a school project and as I was leaving I was walking down this deserted hallway when a door suddenly opened and I was pulled inside I thought to myself “Not Again!” as one rough hand sealed my mouth other hands were undressing me it must have been the other janitor there were two in our school. Amantil and the others had their helmets open and she was in her blonde disguise so I figured there must be newsies about.“Serenissima,” I greeted Amantil, though the armour wouldn’t let me bow.“Commander Kiria, no protocols please. There are aliens about,” Amantil replied. “How goes the hunt?”“Slowly, Serenissima. The aliens are playing hard to find and can be quite a handful when we do,” I replied.“So the reports reaching me tell me,” Amantil nodded. “My party is here to observe and record.