"The teacher said he'd give me credit just for coming in for the extra help, so even though I hate geometry proofs I'll still pass just for showing up...a little early. I am trying, though. They're just tough." "Why are you guys doing proofs? In my class we're working on cosine," I asked. "That's cuz you're a year ahead in math dummy," he shot. Jamie had failed math freshman year, and it was one of the few things I had on him, so I pretended to forget a lot. "Right, I'm the dummy," I said with. Twice. Three times. I thought the clothes had a designer / expensive look about them. Diane is the next door neighbour who is always with Jasmine's mother shopping, golf at the Country Club, at the beauty spa... Well you get the idea. Her husband is a accountant for a medium sized business. Boring as fuck. She on the other hand is a submissive girl never seen in trousers always in bespoke clothes packaging her sexy figure. I often get a bit stiff when I see her. Now I was fucking rock hard.. "The prospect of ending up chained to a wall as an Arab sex machine appalled Hilary. In a burst of frightened, righteous energy she pulled at the chain linking her manacle to the wall. Grunting with exertion Hilary tugged and tugged. And it didn't move a millimetre.Utterly exasperated Hilary gave up her struggling, slumping back down onto the dusty floor, as the hopelessness of their plight began to sink in."This is a nightmare," she groaned.Claire just nodded her agreement.The unwelcome. We just need to get her into the sun,” Oscar said giving the priest a short nod of his head. He appreciated the offer, but felt it was more important to get her outside.Between the two of them, Oscar and Georgia managed to carry Debbie out of the church. Putting her where she was in the sun, Georgia held her wife in her arms. With a worried expression, she said, “Oh honey, I was so worried about you.”Debbie brushed a hand across her face as if trying to move a hair from in front of her eyes..