I glance at the clock: 1:43. I doubt the rain will last much longer, even after such a humid day.I turn back to my young charge, grinning as I lean ov...r her again and run the tip of my tongue around her mouth.“You want me to take this out, hun?”She nods emphatically“You gonna keep quiet?” I say, taking finger and thumb down to her right nipple as a reminder. A flinch, and another rapid nod.I remove the gag, wiping it on the sheet and returning it to my fanny pack. I reach over and detach my toy. The letter inside was typed on expensive heavy-weight paper that had the company watermark in the center of the page. The letter explained that the law firm had been retained by a small, independent museum to find and return the accompanying diary to the nearest living heir of the doner. According to the note, the museum found the contents of the journal inappropriate for either display or academic study.The letter ended with a brief but firm postscript that the museum in question wanted to. They found an empty table at the far end of the room, and after getting situated they ate their lunches and gabbed away like girls do. "What's your next class?" Dani asked while finishing off her pie. "Yuck, I've got gym class," Becky said while making a face. "I do too!" Dani replied quickly. "And you're right, yuck!!!" Becky took one last sip of milk before leaning over and whispering, "I just hate getting undressed in front of room full of girls!" "Well, we're both in the same boat," Dani. .. I instinctively knew how. But I decided against it. That would be going to too much work, since I was only going to spend a quiet evening at home. I plopped down on Vicky's bed and flipped open another 'teen magazine. Something was still missing though. I snapped my fingers and leaped out of bed. Gotta have music! ... I popped in one of Vicky's favorite CDs into her stereo, and then jumped back onto the bed. Now everything was right. * * * * .