What will benext? Disposal or recycling of that waste into something useful?"Huh..." I could manage the only possible answer."You don't have to answer..." Doc said. "Not today. Next time we'll talkmore. OK?"Dad took me home and the rest of the day passed without events. The nextmorning was Thursday. I still didn't attend school. I guess Dad hadarranged something."We'll go to Aunt Melanie today," Dad said during breakfast. Aunt Melaniewas probably my only relative. Mom was orphan and Dad's parents. ‘I knew it. That’s what you wanted all along. All right let’s go talk to the officer manager,’ Hillary agreed. ‘I do enjoy being played, as long as it’s on the job. You do understand?’ ‘Yeah, I got it,’ Roger said. ‘Detective Bridges and this is Detective Everhart,’ Hillary said giving the receptionist a card. ‘We are with the internal affairs section of the police department, and we need to see the manager.’ ‘You really should have called first,’ the receptionist said. ‘What’s your name miss,’. Theinstructor noted my improvement, but I still was chastised for not beingas athletic as most of the girls in the class, maintaining yet anothergrade that was barely passing. After gym, the girls would take theopportunity to piss on me in the showers, leaving me soaking on thefloor until they all left and Ally came to retrieve me. She almostalways used the opportunity of us alone to fuck my ass on the showerfloor before helping me back up to wash myself off. The bell would ringwhile we got. The realization caused more sensual sensations to course between my thighs, especially when Shadow's warm exhales of breath tickled the skin on my chest, through the thin fabric of my nightgown. The actions almost caused a moan to escape from the confines of my throat, but I managed to choke it back biting my lip.For a while we lay there: Shadow listening to my heart beatwhile I watched the rise and fall of his back, trying to contain myself. To distract myself I began tracing the curves of.