Ready to try out the guys your Dad has lined up for you?"She went quiet."I-" Please, don't talk any more for a while."I changed cars and Amy noticed h...w quiet I was."What's wrong?" Just tired."She held my hand for a bit, then reclined her seat and slept.Things got more tense as graduation neared.CeCe finally told Amy about her job. She cried on and off until graduation.Graduation came. We cheered when she walked the stage. Hugs and kisses everywhere. Mom and Dad kept a close eye on her, telling. I put on black skinny jeans, a tight knitted black turtleneck with a triangular cut in the back that wasn’t low enough to be considered anything close to suggestive, black ankle boots, a dark cranberry-colored wool infinity scarf and a long navy blue coat for the rain. It doesn’t always rain in Southern California, but when it does, we act like a bunch of babies and get all our warm clothes out like it’s the middle of winter in the Arctics.I curled my hair with a one-inch curling iron, brushed. Just one deep breath is all I want. I plead with you to let me breath but it only comes out as mewing gargling chocking squeals that just add to your excitement and you pull my head further and further down. "Take it!" you hiss. "Suck me bitch!" and you suddenly grab my head with both hands and drag my mouth down your shaft. Suddenly I realize I can go no further. You're in! You groan, "YESSSSS"! "Take it you whore. This is what your mouth was made for"! You hold me tight against you. I can't. They should be here any minute now. So what will you do with all the looney people the Institute has locked up here?" I'm not sure. It's against the rules to control other members and people with the Voice. We save it for special situations requiring censure. Some of these people have the Voice. They may simply need a little adjustment to return to more normal lives." Normal? You've got to be kidding." If we have to, we can make them mute again. They'll have a chance again, as soon as a little.