I was a lifeguard at Lake Forest Beach. When I was seventeen, a twenty-four year old gal asked me to date her. She was beautiful. We dated. No funny s...uff. Just nice dates. Why she wanted to date me, I'll never know."Diane smiled, and chuckled. "You would probably have to know the last guy that she dated to understand why she dated you."It was my turn to laugh. "Anyhow, my dad sat me down and told me that making babies was not a good idea. I heard my mother telling one of her friends on the. Brought the girl who’d questioned his authority to the place where it would be demonstrated to her in such unequivocal terms.Then left, without so much as a glance.Ten minutes ago? Thirty? Hard to keep track of time.Too long. Not long enough.Her eyes kept glancing to the polished wooden contraption in the centre of the high, bare cell. Glancing, looking away, steeling herself, glancing back. The leather ties that would bind her ankles. Looking away. Looking away. The smooth, dark wood over. The same old bat was sitting at the desk. I didn't know her name, and she didn't have a nameplate on her desk."Hi, I'm Tony Sims. Could you explain to Mr. Parker that I have an appointment." Mr. Parker?" she seemed confused.Just then he burst into the room. "Mr. Sims, I will call the police," he bellowed."Mr. Parker, what is this about?" the secretary demanded."This student..." he started just as Mr. Mulino came out of his office."What's going on?" Mr. Parker thinks I shouldn't be on school. The reason was because of the things he had been thinking of when he jerked off lately. He'd always had a thing for bigger girls, although he never admitted it to anyone. His friends at school would rip him a new one if they knew. So he kept it a secret, his dirty little secret. Especially when his dirty thoughts, his lewdest imaginings started turning to Lacey.Lacey, a year younger than him, had the perfect body, as far as he was concerned. She was five foot five and weighed two hundred.