"Suck," commanded Bob. James did so willingly for a short amount of time, before standing up, getting the last of his stuff off and hanging his bag ou... of Bobs way. James sat on the open toilet, as Bob began to spray. James had forgotten how much he enjoyed this. He was just getting ready to suck Bob's cock when the bell rang."See you," said Bob, crawling back under the wall."Bye," replied James.Finally Tuesday arrived. James sat alone on his study period, and as he was about to give up, Bob. " Which is good, I'm far behind enough as it is. Of course, we'd been missing a few days this week anyway because of Skate America." It sucks not going," Sophie said."Yup." Does that contraption drive you nuts?" Sophie asked, pointing at it. It was like a tub with some sort of whirlpool effect--it circulated cold water over the knee, to keep swelling down."Not really. It's cold, but that's it. It's the immobility that drives me nuts. I feel like I'm just wasting away to nothing. Too many years. I’ll be there shortly.”“Okay, mistress.”“Good. See you soon.” June hung up without waiting for Gayle to speak again.Autumn, who had been eavesdropping on June’s phone call, came bouncing down the stairs.“What do you want to talk to Gayle about?” She asked June.“Well! Not even a hello first. And why do you have clothes on when we’re here alone?”“I’m sorry, mistress. I was lying down and fell asleep. I just woke up when I heard you come in.” Autumn replied as she was taking off her clothes.June. “Nah, this is my gym shirt,” Brian panted, tugging the plain white tee he now wore. “Couldn’t give you somethin’ all musty and sweaty-smelling. Changed while I ran, already in trouble with Mr. Stevens. Gotta run, backpack’s still in the quad. Go change!”She squeezed the garment in her hands. It was still warm.“Emily?” Brian asked, but she refused to look up at him. “…You okay?”Emily didn’t respond.“Emily?”“What?”“You alright? You’re gonna be late for class,” he pointed out.“No, you are,” Emily.