I couldn't have any friends. I couldn't even talk to them on the phone. I cannot live like that ever again. I don't mind guidance from adults but I do...'t want to live with a dictator."Nita said, "OK girls I'll let you do the dishes. Rachel you are exempt tonight because this is your first day of freedom. But starting tomorrow you will share in the chores."She said, "OK thank you."The other two didn't complain and agreed with the one day exception. Gregg, Nita and Rachel went in and sat on the. Oops, the hall wassuddenly blocked, as two more men exited the restroom. Both were stillzipping up and some boxer material clearly flashed. A quick stop, a lookup into some dull eyes leering at me, "excuse me" I uttered and pointedtowards the office. "Wazz the hurry bitch?" and "wazz you trying to peekat my willy? Dog, I think she wazz peekin," ending with chuckles allaround. These two statements shocked me and cleared my head quickly,this could be trouble. I repeated the "cuse me" and pushed. _Oh, no, no!_ Her breastsseparated and fell free, her nipples hardening tighter in thecool air. _So cool, so hot, so hot!_ “God,” Bobby whipered, “you’re beautiful.” Bending hishead, he pressed down against her breast and took her firm nippleinto his mouth. “Oh! Oh, my!” she cried. She squeezed at the flesh in herhand and Bobby grunted into her breast. She felt Bobby slidingand pushing and suddenly he was lying on top of her, his. When I picked it up and said hello, I nearly fell out of myseat. "Hello yourself," came a familiar voice."Brenda?" I nearly jumped out of my seat with joy."Of course it's me. Sorry to call out of the blue like this, butI was wondering if you'd like to get together some time."Would I? What a question! "Yes, of course. How about tomorrow?" Sounds great." We named a place and hung up.The next day, as I sat in a booth of the fast food place we haddecided on, I wondered what had brought on Brenda's.