He got in the shower too. He was taller than me, with glasses. But he didn't wear them despite his need. " Hey your still here. Isn't Jenny waiting fo... you outside?" " Shit!" I got out and looked at my watch. 5:25. Jenny, my girlfriend for 4 years should be outside the locker room. She is so hot. Brown hair, a little shorter than me but only by an inch. And a 34C. She lives with me now because her father died in Iraq. Same as me. Which only made us closer. " you're right' I gotta go." I said.. How the hell did I get into this mess?I swear Jimmy better be paying for this shit along with me. Why the fuck was I so stupid to hide the shit in my purse, then believe Nice Cop was also Honest Cop? That was fucking dumber than hiding the crack.I hear my name. “Stone, you’re being moved. Here’s your clothes.” The guard throws them at me. “Get dressed.”I stand in shock, not knowing where I’m going. But don’t ask questions — that much I’ve learned. Mouth shut and ears open, that way I might make. Though her submissive nature accepted this, as being controlled fuelled her imagination and her arousal, she was also a little scared of how far he might go, she had not known him that long, and though she craved being intimate with him, this would be her first time with anyone and it made her nervous. Her last phone call from him prior to his flight had indicated he was feeling somewhat horny. The soft song of a Golden Cheeked Warbler brought her back to reality as she wandered in the leafy. Now it was the time, and the challenge. Could she do this? She felt the cold metal touch her left wrist, knowing that all it needed was a gentle touch and her hands would be cuffed and useless to her.Taking her courage in her hands, she placed the cuff against her wrist, and pressed, feeling the cold metal encircle her wrist, and snap into place. No there really was no choice. Until the post arrived, a good fifteen hours away, Sharon was helpless, with good reason. What if she had, in her.