These small pieces rusting away from a once favored society.Yet how can you blame that you toss us out like an old copy of yesterday's news? Piled und...rneath the others who have been tossed aside from you we arise to strict terror in your eyes. The mildew dripping off of our torn clothes that cause you to hold your noises and act like you don't see us. We are here waiting. You may have forgotten us, but we never forget you. We never forget how you hold us back from jobs because we don't meet. " Stacey not quite giggled. "Linnea, do you really work with Michael?" She plucked a blonde hair from her hand and stared at it."Well, yes, of course," I prevaricated. I didn't want to lie more than I had, but it seemed like a bad time to admit we were only friends.Stacey coiled the hair about a finger until it formed a little loop. "I was just wondering," she said, more casually, and surprised me by popping the hair into her mouth. She washed it down with another swig of her drink."Yes, about. "Sammi, wouldn't it be amazing if we could live here and sleep together just like this?" Yeah, Sam, it would be heavenly to wake up next to you in the morning -- every single time!"I looked over at the clock and it was 4pm; we needed to get moving along to get to Mr. Peppersmith's office by 5pm. He was a stickler for promptness, just like our parents were.We got up and took our shower, together for possibly the last time, and we got dressed for the meeting. I got into a suit and tie, while. Her mouth opened and she gave a silent scream.She stayed arched as she kept rubbing her clit,till she was spent.Destini slumped,the chains at her wrist keeping her from collapsing. As she regained her composure,she suddenly realized the dildo had fallen out of her mouth.It was laying off to the side.She reached for it with her foot,inching it closer.Just as she had it wedged up to the post she slipped and her foot moved to the side.She watched as the dildo went sailing into the air and flew.