At the same time, she would take acourse or two at the local community college. She was ultimately talkingabout cooking school. How her mother would r...act to that was anyone'sguess. But that discussion could be put on the back burner for now.During the last month, as far as either Marcia or Walt could tell, Phoebehad remained free of drugs or alcohol. What they knew for certain wasthat overall she seemed much happier than she had when she arrived inHope Crossing. She looked healthier, too.. Even Tim’s patience was becoming strained but these interrogators were determined to get the information they wanted. Their problem was they were interrogating someone who had the training to evade the best interrogators and this someone also had a heightened intelligence and complete control over all physical impulses even the subconscious reactions used to detect lies.George Johnson had finished his overnight shift where luckily once again nothing out of the ordinary occurred and was eating. "Your catching on, dear Krissy, but not quite good enough," Sarah ridiculed. "Improve your obedience and in a week or so I'll let you fuck him all you want," she pointed at Archer. "Who knows, maybe I'll even join in the fun." She winked. Several raindrops spattered against the windshield. The long, thin, black wipers came on, gently brushing them aside. "Well, we better go now, 'cuz I'm getting horny playing games with you, and I know my love over here is getting impatient that he's not. ." Oh..mmm.." I part my legs for him, even bending a knee and letting him hike my dress up. The fact is, I've never had kinky encounters, and this one had my mind and body running hot and wild, leaning down I watch him as his teeth and lips wrap around the small bow on my bright red panties, the ones that match my heels, as I can't do anything, my hands are tied. " Please..." I beg. he gives in and starts to lick slowly over my folds, sucking my clit softly as I forget about the meeting.