“Jen darlin’,” said Miss Drake. “Don’t you go giving that ring back until you’re happy with the outcome. Your old man has given you a powe...ful weapon. Use it wisely.”“Huh!” I said, looking thoughtfully at Miss Drake. “Thanks.”“You’re welcome, Jen. Anytime.”The afternoon lessons kind of dragged a bit – especially the maths class. My late night was catching up with me. I spent most of my mentor group time helping one of my Year 9 girls with her trigonometry assignment. Year 9 maths I can do. It’s. As I suspected, it was Dale. Jocelyn gave me a quick hug, we said ‘goodbye’, and I walked out of the house and got into Dale’s car. He started it and pulled out of the Mills’ driveway.“You got some ‘splainin’ to do, Lucy!” I said.“About the intervention?”“No, about the Space Shuttle!” I deadpanned.“Blame Liz!” Dale laughed.“Liz? I figured it was you!”“Yes, but Liz was the one who talked with Mrs. Mills. I guess she knew how hard this entire situation with Jocelyn was on you and decided to see. “Daniel, go wait outside. Get some fresh air.”“I’m fine!”“No, you’re bothering me. Get the hell out.”When Daniel finally left, Noah turned back to the craftsman. “Can you make a new one, using this as a reference?”“An experimental work like this would be costly, and I’ve got my hands full with projects for the festival.”“I don’t mean totally from scratch. Just make the surface with the neck and scrap the original one for parts. These two here, they’re called the saddle and the tuning machines.. Now she was tied spread eagle, with her hands duct taped to the headboard.? howare you feeling my slut?" "Please ... fuck... me......... DADDY" Laughing, so she is so lost in lust she was thinking I washer daddy. "No bitch, I am not your daddy, and for thinking of another manwhile with me you shall be punished" I went to my pile of dirty clothes, and pulled out my oldest,nastiest pair. Sitting next to her on the bed "open up cunt, you need thisto keep a bit more quiet" as I forced my underwear.