She sighed, after a while, getting bored. It was a hot day,even on the shade of the porch, and all the people and the dustmade her feel claustrophobi.... She tilted her head back and lookedrestlessly around. Her eyes were suddenly riveted on the sight ofa young man on the balcony of a building directly across from her. She saw that it was a rooming house. The fellow was leaningon his arms against the balcony railing, so that all she could seeof him was his face, which was resting on his. Regardless of who, um, wins, the four of you will have to remain living together for at least five years. The winner has to, um, support the losers for the five years as well. That includes Tonya’s baby, should the state give her back, and any other children that may, um, occur. This sentence the judge gave you will keep you out of jail, but you’re still under probation of sorts. In other words, the judge wants to make sure the winner is punished as well as the losers.’ There was grumbling at. .As the alloted time for the weekly punishments approached, Alisons tunny began to tumble and her legs wobble. Goodness knows how she made it to the corridor outside the Head's office, where the girls were lined up, in order of age, oldest first. And the dreaded Last in Line at the end. Alison of course. All girls were prim and proper in their regulation school uniforms. Soon enought the door opened and the oldest girl was summoned inside. What torture for the girls left waiting. To know that. ”“Well, you seemed to care an awful lot earlier.”“That ain’t what I mean. I mean that you can be someone and if you want another man you can have him.”“That’s not exactly how it works. But okay.”“Well, do you think I’m a good lookin’ guy.”“Honestly, yeah! You’re what about six-one, kinda burly, trimmed beard, stout?”“Six-one-and-a-half,” chuckled Woodtick.“I think you’re good lookin’ too. Nice ass. Nice smile. But you’re a dude.”“Thanks I think!”“I’m serious. I wanna fuck you like a.