While reaching back I took a deep breath. I knew if this didn’t want to feel worse I’d have to treat this more like ripping off a band-aid, I coul...n’t hesitate. When I exhaled I undid the clasp and pulled the back apart to side the bra down my arms.I didn’t look down as the bra fell and revealed my breasts to him. I mean I knew what my own breasts looked like, how small they were, how firm, how the small, slightly upturned, light-pink nipples capped them off. I wouldn’t have looked at them if I. I had just about stopped bleeding when I heard some noise outside my cell. So I started singing a song I heard on Public Television's Classic Concert Series. Its called 'Have You Been to Jail for Justice?' by Peter, Paul and Mary.Shortly after I started, one of the interrogators came in and punched me in the mouth.Was my singing that bad?"Get up traitor."I looked up defiantly. "Excuse me???" I shook my head no to reinforce my point. "I beg your pardon??? You could not have just said what I. My throbbing cock was pressed tightly against her stomach, and she very slightly squirmed from side to side! if you promise not to tell, can I show you something, I asked. She looked up into my eyes. Then said, ok. I took her by the hand and went to my room. We went straight to my desk. I opened my computer and turned it on. She sat in my lap. Now you HAVE to promise you won't tell mom and dad. She turned her head and looked into my eyes. Her face just screamed I'm so horny! "I promise" she. I tried to concentrate on my test. Heard him light the pipe and inhale. Concentrate. Elbowing her, “Mai, wanna try?” then “Lol, that rhymed” he cracked a goofy smile. ‘Fuck it’ she thinks before quickly taking the pipe and lighter and takes a deep, deep inhale. Feeling the drug starting to take affect and she smiles, handing both back to Jordan. She got of her chair and laid on the floor to spread out, Jordan followed suit and lay next to her. “Wanna know something Jordan?” “Always M”.