Steve had said that all men including John’s dad, had a dirty magazine hidden somewhere in the house. It was usually on the top shelf of the bedroom...wardrobe, out of reach of children. That’s where Steve’s dad hid his anyway said Steve. John’s mum. John decided to have a quick peep in his parent’s room while they were out, to see if indeed his dad had such a magazine hidden in his wardrobe. Unfortunately while he was standing on a box inside his dad’s wardrobe, he heard his mum come back in.. ” I said.She rushed at me, throwing a punch with her right hand. I deflected it, stepped forwards and delivered an uppercut to her stomach. I didn’t put much of my strength behind it, but it was strong enough to make her stumble back. The movement had been easy enough. Like Guri had confirmed, my muscle memory came back with me. I had practiced fighting a lot back when I was an adult, going thru forms and movements because I had one too many run-ins with a crackhead or two, or a drunk guy.. The scream was muffled mid breath by something. She could hear the swish of a mop on the smooth tile floor and then more water running and the toilet being flushed again. Afterwards the maid left and bolted the door to the cell. From that point through the rest of the night she could hear whimpering from the girl in the cell next to hers. It was a pitiful whimper more than one of pain.Jennifer despartely wanted to know what had happened and asked around if anyone could tell her. She got no. One particular morning I hade cause to go into recetion where Vicky was sat typing at her desk, I had to kneel on the floor in front of the desk to sort some papers, it was the dsigh od desk that had a top with a soild infill at each end but was open from front to back. As i worked away I could see Vicky sat at her desk, her legs about 2 feet away from me and what a sight it was. I could almost see to the top of her legs but not quite, I was desparate for her to move slightly,to increase the.