I needed it. And I needed to do it with you. I knew that you were going to have sex with other girls, no matter what. So I had to decide what to do. A...d, well, you know the result. Here I am, naked with you, lying in the wet spot!” she giggled. “Again!”“From my perspective,” she continued, “everything that could go wrong went wrong. The question now is, how do we deal with it? And I don’t have the answer to that. I’m confused,” she sighed. “Let me ask a hypothetical question. If we were. It intensified when the hairbrush was spanked down on exactly the same spot. Spank after spank. I kicked my legs, squirmed around on Sharon’s lap, and howled in pain. Sharon must have landed the hairbrush on the same spot about fifty times, or so it seemed, before moving to the other bottom cheek. The whole neighbourhood must have heard my shrieks. Spank after spank landed on the same spot, time and again. My howls got louder and louder and then even louder still. Thankfully eventually Sharon. That's bound to do something to the way you see the world, reprograming people is possible, the rich and powerful are more corrupt and powerful than any other time in history, and they control the technology that could destroy the world. If those facts don't change your world view something is wrong with you." Do you two have to be talking this early in the morning?" grumbled Helen.I glanced over at her, and then looked back at the Master and reaching out poked his cheek. He remained dead to. “What are you wearing under there?”I had forgotten I had put on the special vest Dalton left me this morning. I laughed lightly and stopped quickly. It hurt to laugh. “Vest.”He looked up at my face. “Armor?”I nodded.“Well, let’s see,” he said and pulled out a pair of scissors.I shook my head.He looked at me. “I can’t move you until I confirm the bullet didn’t penetrate.”I gestured at myself. “Any blood?”He looked around me and shook his head. “I don’t see any.”“Then help me sit up,” I.