She was happy to hear how well I'd done. We got around to work, and she said, "Don, I was thinking about the tutor, and what we'd do. I wasn't keen on...paying someone to drive around with you, and try to teach you on the road. If you were to take the class in summer school, it would be six weeks of classroom work to pass the class. You're half way done, so in the end, we should have around three weeks' worth of work or twelve to fifteen days left. We can figure out a schedule to do a day or two. I heard one of the men say they would buy me. I was then duct taped over my mouth on my knee's and and while I could hear T.J and the others someone was smacking my ass and face and pinching me all over. I felt breath to my ear during the torture some one spoke telling me I was to be shipped over seas and would be forced to do unspeakable things. I found myself again naked wearing heals handcuffs, duct tape around my eyes and mouth and shackles around my feet. I was free of the trunk of my new. It was destructive behavior and only God knows what would have happened to me had I not had an unbelievable stroke of luck. Cathy, one of the girls I work with came up to me just before lunch one day and asked me if I was up for some excitement. It turns out that her brother was a cop and he told Cathy they were going to raid the bookstore that was close to where she worked and that if she just happened to be in the area of 11th and Sutton around twelve-fifteen she could watch it go down."Why. I've been consoling her for over an hour in her dorm room when she seems on the verge of breaking down again. She is 5'7", larger b cup, long straight brown hair."Look, Jess, I know I can't take his place, but I can show you that someone still loves you. That someone still cares." She rubs a tear out of her eye and looks into my eyes. I close my eyes and bring my lips to meet hers. At first she doesn't respond. But then she is kissing me in earnest. I feel wetness on my cheeks. Her tears are.