Jennifer entered the tub too, sitting at the corner to Tegan’s left, “Daddy’s” right. The tub was spacious, but they’re still close enough t...at their feet are intertwined in the centre.There was a lengthy silence, as apparently no one quite knew how to get a conversation stated. To break the ice, Tegan makes a show of untying her flimsy excuse for a bikini top under the water, dangling it over the edge of the tub before dropping it to the deck.“Ahh, that’s better.” She sighs, sliding down until. When you’re feeling better, you’ll need to tell us where you got unauthorized meds. There’s also the matter of illegal foodstuffs, but that can wait.”“No! I didn’t! I got food from the same commissary I always go to, but they gave me the wrong things, and I didn’t eat any of it! My meds were in daily packs like always!”But I had. I’d eaten the strawberries. Had they been tampered with? Poisoned?Sighing, she wipes my face again, catching tears I didn’t know I’d shed. “We’ll discuss it later,”. After 8-10 minutes he started moving faster without stopping and unleashed his seed inside me. As I was on pills, this did not scare me. I just wondered in my mind whether he had AIDS.He was exhausted but still decided to have some fun. He asked me to become a bitch. I got on all fours. Then he started to slap my bums. After each hit I let out a sound resembling the bark of a bitch. This bitch act has made me popular among the patrons.After few minutes he became erect again and entered me from. I saw snippets of dancing. People so close. A small stair case, I stumbled. She held me. My balance returned. We were on the stage. We stopped in front of the band. I saw the camera, trained on the band, and on us. Its light was on. She gyrated. A feather falling, she twirled. Her arms like wings. I started to dance. Her feet moved. Delicate as they marked the steps. I copied her style. People gathered to watch. Cameras flashedShe lifted her tank top. Swung it around, above her head. People.