I hung my jacket on the back of the door and looked at myself in the mirror. I thought about Cherise, her long legs so perfectly shaped. I imagined th...m in my hands, my lips moving over ankles up her stockings, she was wearing stockings. I was licking her calves and caressing the muscles through the nylon. I imagined the sounds she would make. I was masturbating in front of the mirror, my pants dropped to my ankles. I closed my eyes and saw Cherise’s hands running through her hair, her legs. It was one of the things in our First Aid book. The solution is insulin, but I’m not qualified to administer it, and she was unconscious so I couldn’t ask her. I’m not sure why she passed out, but it could have been a combination of not taking insulin and drinking.”“How did you know?”“Just a guess. I saw some of those red plastic cups in the trash. What year is Jillian?”“Junior, I think. I could check on the floor roster.”“I think I’d just wait here. If the police officer needs more. Hugo understands why a girl like her would tell on his boys, too naïve to know better. Now, if she survives tonight, she is guaranteed to never make the same mistake again. But he would be lying if he said he doesn’t enjoy punishing her.Looking at her firm and generous ass, her thick thighs and the tiny waist that makes her extra feminine-looking, Hugo thinks he could come back to rape her again in the future just for the fun of it, no snitching necessary. She’s gorgeous, her sweetness makes. Angelique is laid on the cold table againher tits hurting her pussy feeling the tiny pricks form theneedles in the sheath and her mouth with this putrid taste in it.As she is now told the doctor is going to insert a fresh catheterin her ass for her enema. The catheter she is told is inflatablenot the normal 40 size used but a special one just for her. Asshe feels the bulb go pass her anal muscle and tube being fed upher ass. Angelique is told the bulb will be inflated and she willreceive a very.