Right… ten more years then. The terrible teens begin here. How terrible can they be? Let’s find out, shall we?
|He should be thankful. Not for anything in particular – just generally, all the time.
|Regrettably, he won’t be perfect for long. She breaks things.
|It is a good one. Here’s another: what do you do if you see a blonde undressing, through an open window? Eight years hard labour! Do you get it? Maybe one day you will.
|Look at the lovely lady on the right, there. Rightly proud of her work.
|‘Something plausibly similar to male genitalia’ is the best some of us can hope for.
|Looks like all those caning fantasies are going to come true.
|Bad Pookie. Just imagine being close to thinking about disobeying her like that! On second thoughts, don’t imagine it… she wouldn’t approve.
|If there was anything she could do to make you feel better, she’d do it – you know that, right?
|Anyway, maybe some of the other patrons would like to skip the queue too.
|Ooh – the tips of her shoes look just like the inside of my chastity belt! Maybe we could strike up a conversation, now I know we’ve something in common.
And, of course: