He was only surprised that it hadn’t killed him outright. It still could, he knew. He felt of his chest; no incision. So, he hadn’t had any major ...urgery yet; that would come in the next day or so, maybe later today.If he died on the operating table, he thought, those two brats would probably be glad. And that legal guardian of theirs, Ted Michaels, he’d be thrilled. And that Michiko kid, with all her rock star attitude; yeah, she’d probably dance a damn jig. And all those stupid teeny-bopper. ??she startedto scream and He slapped her across the face,?Reached over and pulled the blouse apart ripping the buttons off.? ?He pulledthe car into a more deserted part of the park, leaned over and began kissingher again as before only more forcefully grabbing her breast and squeezing itthe other hand, back at her crotch two fingers entering her pussy and twoothers grabbing her clitty and squeezing and twisting it.? Whispering to her, ?you filthy slut, Yourcunt is soaked, you love this.? Truth. “Your pussy look so very wet...”“It is very wet!”She was trying to find out what to do with her free hand. She finally put it on the back of my head.“But i´m a little afraid, that if I...start looking more closely, you will come and then you will only take one lesion today...”“Ha!..I have not had a lover in a loooong time, Carl...”She was trying to pull my head towards her pussy. I was not letting her get her way, not yet, anyway. “And I always work very hard to please the teacher” she said. But now I felt much moreconfident that I would be able to get dressed. In MY clothes.I guessed that I might not find any of the suspender-belts to fit mywaist size. But now that the drawer was fully open I could see that therewas something in a package. Something that seemed to have a lot of laces.I reached it out. There was a label on the package saying "waist waspie"and an illustration of how to adjust the laces and tie them at the back.The package had been opened. I guessed that the garment.