‘You admit it?’ ‘Yes. You fucked him too didn’t you?’ ‘But that’s different! He’s a man! ‘Yes,’ I chuckled, ‘a big man too.�... ‘It’s not funny!’ she almost screamed. ‘Oh for Christ’s sake Christiana, grow up,’ I said slamming the chair down as I had been leaning back on the rear legs. ‘I come into your room and there’s a man in your bed. Did I make a scene? No. I went and left you to get on with what you were doing.’ ‘I didn’t! I kicked him out.’ ‘But you stayed there the whole weekend and. It was all so sensitive still from Jarryn...but she was again already incredibly randy.Just how many times could or should a girl get herself off in an afternoon?She had had awesome car sex ...yet here she was in the kitchen; college skirt up, pantiless and touching her crinkled responsive labia. Oh she was a bad girl. Oh she was a slut and knew it. Oh she was going to get herself off again before she changed for piano practice.Her fingers got in deep...one...then two...and she frigged herself. I still had a good all over tan so no pantyhose. I had a little purse large enough for my phone and ID cards and some cash.The hairdresser did a fantastic job on my hair. After she left Alice helped me with the jewelry; the necklace, the fancy earrings and the expensive watch. After that I went to the communications room and did a VCATS to the office.The girls had me stand and do a turn so they could see. They told me repeatedly they wanted pictures from the ball, “I will try, I don’t know what. Since I was dead last I had two pieces of toast and a bowl of oatmeal, not a bad breakfast if you couldn't still smell the sausage, bacon, and eggs that were no where to be seen. Grumbling I got up from the table and turned my dishes over to the girls that were working in the kitchen this week. No we weren't lucky enough to have girls living with us, but they would bus in for punishment details, and had to do our cooking and cleaning. Which us guys just hooted and hollered at. Most of the time.