Rebecca stood in the open shower and let the warm water run over her tortured flesh. She washed the sweat and cum from her body and began to dry off. ...he Commander was still in her cell, watching her from the bed. She walked from the shower to the Commander. As she reached him, she heard the cell opening again and turned to see who was entering now. She saw one of the other guards entering and with him was another prisoner. She was about Rebecca's age, blonde hair, large breasts and a heart. ..” she said, trailing off.“Yes, of course, we have an understanding. That will be all”.As the student left, Mr. Proussad sat behind his desk and tried to calm himself. Things were getting a little out of hand, and he needed to think. There was no way he wanted to stifle or stop Max and his games with his sister and her ‘handler’, but yesterday’s discussion with Mr. Jacobs, and then that boy ‘Roach’ had made it clear that her activities were becoming more and more difficult to explain. Unless.. As you slid in between the sheets I feel the warmth of your body as you curl up behind and beside me. I feel your hand touch my hip and the softness of you breasts press into my back, as your hand slides over my hip and touch my softness. And as your touches and caresses me, I grow in response. I feel the firmness of your lips trace the creases of my neck, touching gently enough to raise gooseflesh on my skin as your breathe draws deeply upon my skin. I inhale deeply of your scent and perfume. "This is the first joke you've saidthat's actually funny, Harley," he quipped, "being friends with you atall is as likely as Darkseid being elected president." He continuedgiggling, up until he heard the conveyer belt rumble to life. "W-what'shappening?" It's simple, Birdy!" Harley said, starting to break out into laughterherself. "I'm making a new friend!" The moment she finished talking, hecould feel a knife at the back of his neck. He tensed up, waiting for itto stab him, but instead it slid.