Charlie was glad as Mr. Blackstone said he was about to go.  She didnt like them watching her, looking at her, but she knew she would have to get used too it, but she didnt want too.  She gulped at the touch Mistress was using, it was nice, gentle and that scared her.  It was like the calm before the storm and she wished she wasnt going to witness the storm.<br/><br/>She wished she could warn all these foolish students to just accept things, she was still tender in certain areas and she dreaded going back to the dungeon, but she had no idea where they were going too now.  And where was Zachary, was he alright?  He was the only one she really trusted here.  She whimpered as Mistress's touch moved to her jaw, stroking so softly her body was responding and she hated that.