You walk back towards me, whisper in my ear. Room 1207. Five minutes. He follows you to the elevator, and I watch as your hips sway so slowly. I take ...y time to finish my drink, wondering what you're doing. Every minute feels like an eternity, and I'm getting hard, imagining what I'm about to see. I walk over to the elevator. Hit 12. Smile at a couple as I ride up. Room 1207. The door is cracked open, so I walk in. The lights are so low that I can barely see anything. There's an armchair facing. When I sat down at the table I noticed the SMP officer point a cell phone toward me. I hung my head. Since I had my hair tucked into a knit cap like a laborer, I figured I was pretty unrecognizable. Still it bothered me to have a cop shooting a picture of me. I decided to shake his ass up. I stood and walked to his table. I took a picture of his badge, his nametag and finally his face. Then I took a picture of each of them."What the hell do you think you are doing?" the one with the Sergeant's. Shit to loud the teacher heard me,"PETER" "yes sir" get over hear" yes sir" peter i heard what you said and im not happy " yes sir but" no buts peter get yourself to the detention room and stay there the rest of the day till school's out" yes sir"ah the detenion room a bleak almost windowless place no chair's nothing so you sit on the floor oh! fucking wonderfull.i sit on the floor and regard my predicament 3 fucking! hours in this place until the end of the school day.well at least i had the. "The two men both looked to be in their twenties. One was swarthy with black curly hair. The other had straight brown hair and fair skin.Something clicked with Rose. "I remember you. You're both orderlies. You moved me when I first woke up."The brunet nodded. "Want to get started?"Roberta asked, "Were you ordered to do this, or are you doing this because you want to?"The two hunks took off their shirts, revealing muscular chests and six-pack abs. "We are told to fuck trainees from time to time,.