The remaining length of yarn on both fresh boys and girls must be wound around the neck for easy access.Task: You may not move on your own today but m...st be escorted by seniors of the opposite sex who will take you by your yarn leash to your classes, the cafeteria, the washroom, and out for strolls on the athletic field. Seniors who escort you or teachers may pull on your yarn leash as hard as they want.This was more difficult to set up than I had first thought and I needed some help from one. She retrieved it, carefully mended and starched its collar, and fitted it to me like lovely Lucy dresses up her dolls.I don’t mind. I crave Oma’s attention. Standing there in her bedroom, preparing to slip her silk slip over my cotton underclothes. “No, my dear, a modern bra like that just won’t do for a dress like this. The art is in the wrist, the ankle, the elbow, the neck.” I know well what she means. My Oma has been teaching me the thrill and skill of the hunt since before that. I'm going to turn over the running of that estate to him, he will be good at it and it will give him some purpose in his life right now. John is a good man Grace but London is not the place for him, to many temptations, he knows it, it's about time you admitted it also. Go home Grace and fill the nursery again, you were a good Mother and a good wife once you can be again, don't let the loss of your son ruin the chance for a happy life. This may sound crude to your sensitive ears but I don't. I run my hand over your mound, then get out my phone again.“Smile!” I say, snapping a picture. “Oh, my bad. I forgot you can’t smile, because of the tape on your mouth. Oh well. Now, slut, I think you’re a little overdressed for what I have in mind. Let’s see what we can do to change that.”I reach into my bag, then straddle you again, my ass resting on your pelvis. I’ve got you pinned to the bed, which is a good thing, because you start to struggle when you see the utility knife in my hand. I.