" I tried to make my voice biting and commanding. The problem was, I was ready. My cock was aching, but I managed to keep my composure, "Did I tell yo...-you could stop? Slut!" I waited for a reaction from Pat. I had never called her anything like that before. Pat said nothing, she laid back and went to work on her pussy. Rubbing and fingering herself. I stood by the side of the table and released my cock. Pat tried to grab it, but I pulled away. I seized her chin between my thumb and fingers and. ”“Would missing her surgical year hurt her long-term goal?” I asked.“Not really. If she does it as an R3 instead, it would just cause a few other things to be rearranged. The entire program is long enough that it will all work out in the end, though she’s lost an entire year at this point. She won’t get credit for the time from June to October, because it was on the surgical service and she was dismissed from the program before she completed it.”“I sort of guessed that,” I said. “What do you. . Well... easy prey for bullies. In my freshman year, I was raped by a teacher at a Christian school. I tried to tell my dad, buy he thought that I was lying to cover up for the fact I was doing badly in that teacher's class. My mom overheard the conversation and came in. She told my dad to shut the fuck up!" I chuckled, thinking back at the shocked look on my dads face."You should have seen my dad. He looked like someone had smacked him in the face with a cold fish. He sat there with his mouth. ‘Well, now that’s for you to find out, isn’t it?’ Franz smirked and turned to hand another patron a locker key. L. D. gave him an uncomfortable feeling and he tried to have as little conversation with her as possible. He did not see her answering glare. L. D. Jansen stood five feet seven inches tall with a slim, athletic build. She had jet-black hair, which she brushed away from her pale face. This gave her features a sharp edge. When she chose to wear makeup, she looked quite dramatic. She.