I'll live. It did hurt a little, but that's just because I was too dry back there... and my head is going to be fine too." Good," was all I could thin... of to say.Then Mom looked down at my boner, I think just to check I wasn't hurt in some way, and then she broke out in a giggle. "I see you've got some racing stripes on that thing of yours," and as she was talking she reached for the paper towels, got a good wad, wet it, put some hand soap on it, and said, "let me clean that up for you." And. Andy did the stipulated squats and burpees. I could see in his movements, that his circulation was on the edge and his legs didn’t obey him anymore. Somehow, he managed to climb the stairs and staggered into the sleeping room. He fell on the floor and was asleep in an instant. I felt him climbing into the bed during the night. I knew he wouldn’t let me carry all the bags to the car on Friday. He’s a gentlemen and would do everything for me. Even if I had to carry most of them, it was still. Even those quacks don’t claim they can guarantee results in one session.’ ‘One week.’ Eric glanced at her. ‘What did the two of you discuss in there?’ ‘Relaxation techniques.’ ‘Like what?’ Megan frowned. It was a little fuzzy. She must have dozed off pretty earlier. ‘Deep breathing, that sort of thing.’ ‘How is that supposed to help us?’ ‘He didn’t say.’ She paused. ‘How long was I in there alone?’ Eric crinkled his brow. ‘You don’t know? Thirty — forty minutes.’ ‘I think his techniques must. Our momentary bonding over teasing Alicia had ended after my half-sister fled the cafeteria.The school doors burst open. Clint strode out. And he was furious. My pussy clenched. I would be disciplined so hard. My nipples throbbed against my shirt. I wore no bra. My tits were little A cups. I didn’t need a bra.“You fucking piece of shit!” he snarled, stalking at me. Behind him, Alicia, Melody, Zoey, Pam, and Stefani stepped out, their eyes burning with anger.I took a deep breath, trying not to.