I’m gonna let you take her place. How does that sound? I always did think you were a sexy little thing.”“You must have me mistaken for someone e...se. Please let me go.” She pulled away from him. He reached out. “Touch me again, and I’ll scream at the top of my lungs. There’s a cop right over there,” she pointed, and as he turned, they turned and quickly went back through the store to the parking lot and our car. He followed, but they made it to the car, locked it, and called me while they headed. " She hesitated, "What about you?" I have to do two weeks active duty in California to refresh mountain and desert operations. I'm hoping to pick up a few credits in one of the summer terms if I can work it in." Where in California?" Unfortunately, not in San Francisco or San Diego. It's at a place you don't even want to know about in the desert, Camp Billy Machen." With a name like that, it sounds like fun." Lots of work, lots of thrills, and I'll be happy to get on the plane home. I'm not. I just can't." Jen, let's say I threw the receipt away and it's not returnable." But I can't — I can't take this home. What am I supposed to tell Mike, that I bought an evening gown at the Grand Canyon?" Hmm. Good point. So you leave it at my place, and then bring it home sometime, tell him you found it on sale. The bikini too. Or better yet, you leave 'em at my place permanently, and never wear either for him," I said, trying to keep the scorn out of my voice as I said the last word. I liked. ” He then turned and left the room. Susan was left bound to the table, her legs still widely spread. Even though she was able to lie back a bit, her wrists were still held to each side of the examination table by her wrist cuffs. Her knees were straight in the air, legs pointing at nearly a forty-five degree angle from either side of her body, strapped securely into the stirrups. Peter had left the speculum inside of her, and the catheter tube dangled from within her urethra. Susan felt.