One hand still between my legs, you lift my chin with the other and give me a gentle kiss on the lips. ?Master?? I whimper, but you quickly remove you... hand from between my legs and push three fingers into my mouth. Taken back, I thrash my head a bit from side to side, but you are too strong and forceful. Feeling your fingers are wet enough, you slide them back between my legs and into my tight cunt. I gasp loudly, trying to pull away as the crowd laughs again at my fruitless efforts to escape.. " Naw, they got here all right. The sheriff just shot one of the men. I broke the sheriff's back it looks like. Now you better send a doc over here. I don't know how to move anybody with a hurt back." Oh dear. Never a dull moment around you, is there? I'll send Doc Walsh. My name is Mildred, by the way." Well, I am very glad to meet you, Mildred. I got to go to court now. The other ambulance man is goin to stay here. He ain't been shot." Just then there was the sound of another gunshot, then. “It’s okay,” said the social worker. “Antoine and Jason are kind.”“Okay,” the 15 year-old replied.“Thanks, Shavon,” Jason gestured towards the door.“Come with me, Akiriya! I’ll show you to your room,” Antoine said. “You can leave your suitcase there. Jason will bring it.”The apprehensive minor mother-to-be followed behind the five-nine, pudgy, brown-skinned effeminate man. He showed her to a nicely decorated room containing a full-size bed, desk, chair, bookcase, dresser with mirror, & drawer. The lesson dragged by terribly. Of the class, only seven remained to attend every lesson and then those seven became easily bored in daydreams. Thomas, not wanting to drift off into memory, or fantasy, as he couldn't work out which was worse, copied down, precisely, every piece of inconsequential information about the German Reformation that the lecturer deemed to scribble down in his near-illegible handwriting. Thomas became aware of the clock ticking. By five to five, without a single pause.