Still not talking to me Britney? he asked. No I mumbled still staring at my computer. Would if I said that I was sorry, and that Ill be nice for now o.... he said I turned around and looked at him with a pouty look on my face. Will you accept my apology? he asked Friends? He said reaching his arm out. Friends I said shaking his hand. For the next few hours we talked about movies and I told him about my dinner last night. The morning was really busy lots of people coming and going.. Then in the. Was not their purpose ultimately to torture me more because they hated my father?He was dripping with political connections and one mistake, a wrong affiliation could upset some people in power. How better to get even with someone disliked than by having their kid tortured in strange life changing ways in a scary place, vulnerable, totally naked, clothes discarded, being given almost constant rectal exams. Anyone normal would consider it torture and leaving the nerd with an impossible sized. I saw it filled with rice and chicken. “Eat it, boost up. You gonna need some energy for the night,” she said, “No hands,” she addedI instantly bent down and started eating the rice from the bowl with my mouth like a hungry dog. By now I had mastered the art of eating from a bowl without using my hands. Within a few minutes, I licked the bowl clean. It was delicious.Everyone looked at me as I finished my meal. Claire brought a glass of water along with 2-3 cans of energy drink. She grabbed the. My hands cupped her cheeks at first and then slowly moved up and down her ass. It felt so good. She probably sat like that for 5 minutes while my hands explored her cheeks and massaged them slowly. She turned back around into the same position with her legs spread. I told her how nice her pussy looked and she told me I was welcomed to see it and touch it if I liked. Again with the promise of being gentle, I slowly lifted the crotch of her panties and pulled them to the side. Her pussy was.