I see the instant look of disapproval on the teacher's face as he goes straight for the button. "Why Number 16?" I add discouraged, mostly to myself. "Yes I will, teacher" I repeat half heartedly. "Yes I will, teacher." Really stressing the teacher. Then he spells every word slowly and clearly. You are better remember your name in future." But I will not admit any further transgressions. ![]() "Good," he answers with a benign smile on his face. "No! Please," I beg, "that will not be necessary. The bastards have put something in me that sends a shock whenever He presses that damn button. ![]() "I will not repeat it again! Or should I start pressing on the button for you to remember that?" He fingers the little button on his wrist watch that will send a shock down my spine. I am naturally hairless, so I can clearly see the goosebumps that formed on my abdomen. Today I am allowed only to wear white briefs for my lesson, so I feel even more vulnerable. I feel awkward as he stares at me from head to toe. ![]() "Number 16, your name is number 16." Now he only speaks English to me, he decided I have to learn the stupid language since my master will probably speak it.
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