A young petite Brunette English lass walked in. It was one of her secretaries doing special assignments for her."Miss Griffin I have urgent news," the...petite young Brunette spoke.Elaine looked at the young secretary. Elaine normally had "temporary" secretaries working for her."What is it?" Elaine asked."I received e-mails from a couple of embassies," the young girl said in low monotone."Now that's interesting. I don't remember us having treated any diplomats in the last six weeks or so. Which. ...-He actually started it. It was an act of sheer bravado in front of his friends; I think he was a little drunk, to tell you the truth, officer. He asked me to dance. It was a well-known song with very suggestive lyrics; he began by jamming his thigh between my legs and doing a bump-and-grind routine to the rhythm.,Well, I'm sorry, but I'm not easily embarrassed, and I decided to show him up a little by reacting to what he was doing. I lifted my arms in the air and began swaying my hips in a. If we'd done it my way poor Wil really would have thought he was being punished. Walking the halls naked and alone his classmates would have ragged on him mercilessly. Which would be terrible for him, and might not have even fixed our current problem anyway." We don't know it's fixed yet. This is only the first day." But at least Wil won't suffer." Anything but, I'd say!" Thinking of how Wil and Ingrid had wound up pasted together with his ejaculate I giggled. Mrs. Devers laughed, to my. He wasn’t breathing. ‘Oh fuck,’ I hissed and dropped to my knees. I tried giving him CPR dozens of times, with no effect (my health class in my sophomore year in high school did a chapter on CPR, so all the kids in my grade had basic knowledge of how to perform it). ‘Wake up man! Wake up! FUCK!’ I yelled and pounded his chest in frustration. Liv heard me and came running in, and gasped in horror. I looked up at her with tears in my eyes, but whether it was from sadness or frustration, I wasn’t.