Hewas able to make crying sounds even with the pacifier in his mouth, and asshe promised, Cindy came into the room. She took the wet diaper off, bath...dhim and oiled him, and the day progressed as it did the previous day.On Monday morning, Cindy took off his wet diaper, and said that he was Jackagain and could speak normally as it was the beginning of the work week.Jack got up from the bed, found his legs a little wobbly as he hadn't stoodup in two days, went to the shower, got dressed. By the. He leaned down and picked some up. One had a piece of a curved arrow on it. He glanced up quickly to his desk, and saw the playbook missing."Fucking bitch," he hissed, furiously.He stormed out of his room and down the hall to Paige's door. It was locked. He grinned nastily. The lock was one of those bedroom locks meant for privacy, not keeping out burglars or anything. It had a little hole in the middle of the doorknob and required only a stiff piece of wire to unlock.He grabbed a coathanger. "Hey, LISTEN UP!" the sorority leader screamed. The girls all shut up, although some simply quietly continued with their kissing. Ashley was smacking a long pink ruler lightly against her hand like an army general with a look of intimidating superiority on her face. "This is important." She began pacing around the front of the room."One of you, one of you dumb little sluts, has given away all of our cheer moves for the Rice Hills Field Day Champions session to another sorority in exchange for. I answered and was surprised to hear it was Rick. I let him in the building and opened my door. I had no idea why he had come around.Rick walked in a smiled. He was wearing a jogging outfit and carrying a sports bag. Rick looked around and admired my apartment and then turned and said that thought that rather than me booking an expensive sports massage he had come to do a proper job for me. I tried to say no but he said you need one and I am free.Eventually I agreed and he said it will be best.