"You two stay out as late as you like," Chuck grinned. "I'll leave the light on."Mille cringed at Chuck's cavalier attitude. I was afraid she was goin... to start crying again. I quickly took her hand and led her to my car. I wanted to get her away from Chuck. He was creeping me out!Millie gave me an odd look as I held the door open for her. I went around and got behind the wheel. I had originally planned on taking her to my house and fucking her like a slut, just so she would go back and tell. She's resilient, and can survivewith very little. And I couldn't forget, not completely. She was at theback of my thoughts constantly, at work, in my sleep. A dull pounding, myvery own telltale heart beating out the same three words over and over:let me out. Let me out. Let me out. Eating dinner with my parents, andthey ask, how have you been? Let me out. Brewing a pot of coffee in themorning before work, Let me out. It's still there, that unending refrain.Sometimes it's louder. Sometimes it's. Is this making any sense at all?"Ashley stood and looked at Laura. "Yes it makes sense. I feel pretty much the same. Remember I told you about the sessions at our club after the spankings when we'd all get off, sometimes even getting each other off. Suzanne and I watched each other but never actually touched the other. Still I think we both wondered what it would be like. I know I did. We wouldn't be joining this club at all if we weren't both interested in sex for the fun of it. So go ahead. I would also like you to maintain reasonable hours, especially on school nights. I don't know what hours you kept before, but I don't think it is unreasonable to ask that you be home by ten on school nights, and on date nights, don't know. I do realize that it is different for a guy than it is for a girl. Emma isn't even allowed to date yet, but I'd let her if she'd ask me -- she just never has. And I don't care who you date or where you go. I am not here to be the cold water on your senior.