.May 13th, 2006Traces of defused morning light played tag over my half naked body as Iblinked repeatedly to clear my sleep crusted eyes.I stretched th...s somewhat stiff frame with less than catlike grace,Tanya's admonishments in mind.My mild hangover, thank the Gods, was the purest that either Karen orKolchak had experienced for quite a long time.For my best friend, however...It seemed that Payback was indeed a bitch as she sprawled semi-comatoseacross the other side of the bed, having helped to. A little depressed, but that wasn’t abnormal. She was wearing her work clothes, and I set out breakfast as Dad came out, also dressed for work. I knew since I was staying home that I would get to spend about three hours with Paul in between when he came home from work and when Dad came home from work, and I might see him at my house that night, too. Dad wanted me to pull some boxes down from the attic and garage and set them out at the curb for pickup, as well as my usual chores. They ate. Note there is a bar hanging from the ceiling over the stool. We will handcuff your arms to each end of this bar and then use the chain and crank the bar so that your hands will be pulled way over your head. This way your upper body, arms and face are fully available. If you agree to all of this then just take off your clothes and sit on the stool.?I wanted so much to get started that I practically ripped my clothes off and ran over to the stool and sat on it. All the girls laughed and. A scholar of narrative, I needed to know my characters. But Roberta was the author of this passage and she was allowing only what she wanted.“Let me fuck her, please,” I asked.“In her ass, right?”“Yes.”Roberta’s lips pressed hot to my ear. “You’re a sick pup, aren’t you, Professor? She’s barely 18. Do you have any idea what would happen to you if this got out?”As I considered this potentiality, I could hear and feel something going on where my hand had just been. Not speaking to me, Roberta.