"But aren't we supposed to have our hands bandaged to make it look real?" There's a bag from the drugstore in the back seat," she said, "bandages, tap..., everything we need. We can fix 'em up in the parking lot when we meet the girls." Hmmmm," I said, "from what George and Mitch said, they ain't exactly "girls", more like Marine medics in disguise."She pulled into a Donut Shoppe parking lot, and said, "We'll see shortly, dear, here's where we're supposed to meet them."I looked around, and saw a. "Evelyn tried to take a sip of water to wet her suddenly dry mouth, but her hands would not move."Actually we knew this long before you ever began to speak." With that, the jurywoman took off her mask. It was Linda Martin. The other members of the jury began to take off their masks.Fear gripped Evelyn as she recognized Stella and Gwen and Paula and Penny and David and Frank and Susan and Vicki and Toni and Diane and Joyce. A small, oriental woman walked in from the darkness. She stood. You are such a bad girl. Is this making you wet?” I hear my voice asking you. The sound is distant and a little remote to my ears. You nod yes. “Take your panties off,” I order you, my voice sharp and firm. You let me slip from your lips and I help you to stand. Before you can reach for your panties I pull your mouth to mine and kiss you deeply. My hand twists in your hair, grasping a fistful and forcing you to yield to my hungry liss. As my probing tongue finds yours just as eager and I taste. "Huh? Uh, no. He found out you were like the biggest slut in town. Said he had to find out for himself if it was true. I guess he found out alright," he said smiling for the first time since Ronnie left the truck. I felt like shit.The door opening startled me and I jumped a bit. Ronnie was getting in and Lucky came back to the driver's window. "My shift's over at11," he said staring at me."No problem, man. It's set up. Hey, it's really great to see you again," Ronnie said starting the truck..