. ribs, kidneys, a couple punches to the stomach and I was down.a voice said "Put your hands on your balls ... good..." and he must have kicked me fiv... times. My fingers took a beating and so did my balls."FYI, don't tell anyone! But Michael wanted some time with Tara while we kicked your ass! Don't fuck with Michael!' and I had dropped my hands when he placed a well aimed kick to my scrotum and I vomited and passed out from the pain.I woke in the school nurse's office ... I had been here. I have always feltmore peaceful and happy when I dress. But with her help, it is likebecoming a completely new person.After I made it to her home and she helped me become me, we sat for awhile to enjoy a cup of coffee and talk for a bit. Afterwards, she gaveme my list of chores for the day. I won't bore you with the details ofwashing dishes or hanging up Mistress and her husband's clothes. But Iwill say this, the household chores I do for Mistress I count myselfgenuinely lucky to do. I lose. I don’t think that Olivia should be sheltered so much…’ ‘And what would you have her do, Henriette? Travel alone, fending for herself?’ My father raised an eyebrow. ‘Olivia’s a beautiful young girl…’ ‘Olivia’s a very smart girl, Leonard. You underestimate her.’ I felt strange, listening to them as they talked about me as if I wasn’t there. Olu placed his napkin in his lap, clearing his throat as he looked at Henriette. He had a look of mystery on his face, I stared at him as he watched her,. They mentioned that the fire was helping but since their clothes were all wet, they were still cold. I suggested they take their clothes off and hang them up to dry. The fire was roaring and it was already kind of hot in the house. They all stripped down to their underwear and hung their wet clothes up. Watching these 4 young guys with damp underwear was turning me on. I was still in my robe so had to be careful.We chatted for awhile and kept drinking. Eventually, the conversation turned to.