"What?" "Umm... Do you suppose you could uncuff me? My wrists are sore."He sighed but unlocked my handcuffs. "Can we go now?" he asked with annoyance,...but he wasn't looking at me anymore. It seemed to me his eyes had wandered to my perfect round breasts. I smiled to myself. "How long is my boyfriend going to be in jail?" I asked innocently."Longer than you. The woman who called us reported the intercourse as being forced. Because we have no proof, he will only be kept about a week longer than. .’ Ruth-Ann giggled under her breath. Almost in a whisper, she responded, ‘I hope not. I would like to have you spend the night soon, and maybe take advantage of my shower again if you are interested?’ A smile broke across Jenn’s face. ‘Of course I am interested. Let’s find a time soon. But for now, off to class. The bell is about to ring.’ ‘Yea, I would hate to be late for the first bell. I wonder if we are late enough if we would have to get swats. Do they still do that here?’ Jennifer’s face. Mistress Ulla gave me a one-way ticket for the bus, the number of the luggage safe and just enough change to pay for the luggage-safe. She told me to open the safe, take the keys and all other contents and open them I wasn't happy knowing she had more things planned.My mistress led me to the door and pushed me out."See you later!"She closed firmly the door. There I stood, thrown out by my beloved mistress and unsure what was to come. The first walk to the bus stop was terrible. I felt alone,. Coach Rich jumped out of the way just before the ball smashed into the screen in front of the dugout.Rich glared and I shrugged.A couple minutes later I missed again. Rich charged over to the umpire. I saw the coach gesturing wildly and the umpire shaking his head and shrugging.The rest of our infield went smoothly as Rich stayed close to one or the other of the umpires. Lake had already taken infield, so as we finished, Jake took the mound and started throwing warm-up pitches. Chet yelled.