A custodian was throwing some pink powder on what looked (and smelled) like vomit, just outside that door. Someone told us that one of the boys had do...e the ralphing, after the VP punched him in the gut. He also told us that the four boys and the girl were taken to the nurse.On the way to the nurse's office, I found out some interesting things. The girl with the bat had "allegedly" been raped by the same four boys during her week in the program. They gave each other alibis, with the help of of. ”I look up to see him walk into the kitchen. He stops with his mouth open.“Is everything okay... Honey?”“Ah... yeah Babe... damn you look good.... real good.”His compliment makes me blush a little, “Thanks Honey, now sit down, dinner is ready.”As he sits, I busy myself setting his plate and food on the table I stop beside him, “Would you like a beer Honey?”With his hand caressing my ass, “Sure... thanks Babe.”Dinner goes smoothly, I ask him about his day as we play house. After dinner he heads. Finally, we wore down and slept. Of course there were pleasant interruptions to the slumber. It was fascinating to be holding her side by side with her upper leg thrown over me and feeling Thomas laying his pipe from behind. Of course I was inspired to give him the same experience when she turned over. She hummed and moaned and shook with orgasms throughout.It’s a damn good thing I’d taken Friday off. I was wiped out but totally satisfied. My partners in lust felt the same. We parted as much. She stood, walked around the table, and sat upon the chair beside him. She grasped his hands and gazed into his eyes with a menacing stare. “You have my word that everything you tell me will be between us. Your mother will never be privy to this conversation.” He nodded sullenly.“How often do you masturbate, James?”He bowed his head again, simply unable to respond. She knew the question was unbearable for him.“Twice? Three times a week?” she said.He shook his head.“More often?”“Y-yes Miss.