No one had ever lasted more than three full days, yet Mandi had held out for five full days. One hundred and twenty hours of total abstinence of sound... or sight had slowed her reactions and thought processes, even to the point of making her slow at repeating her own name. Adam did note though that she was still a little aggressive in her backchat but the next seven hours would surely remedy that.A rigid collar was then fastened around her neck and adjusted between the two upright posts forcing. "Your cousin was getting a little too friendly with your mother, on the ride. She's a little nervous over the whole thing. Not that I don't understand how that might happen. We all know how he feels about your mother. She's a handful, and for a young man to have that sitting in his lap for such an extended period, you can see how things might, well, come up." He looked at me very directly to make sure I got the point."Colin is still immature in a lot of ways. Sometimes he doesn't have the sense. I’d slept late. It was nine o’clock. Riley would be in the office and getting my note. I’d better get up and prepare for the indignation. Then I realized that it was only 7:00 in Seattle. I had an hour to get ready at least.I dragged myself to the window and looked out. Rain pelted the window for about 30 seconds, and then dissipated to a fine mist that clung to the building and cut visibility. I could just see the building across the alley and a pinch of the street below. It looked pretty much. It was 3pm sharp, and college was finally over. It had been a long day, with gym class all afternoon, and English this morning. I had finished a game of netball; I had been jumping around a lot, my breasts jumping from my lacy black bra. It had been a warm afternoon and my white vest top had become seeing through, so you could see the detailing off the bra. Going into the changing room, I sat down on the bench for a bit, to relax myself. I sighed and picked up my water bottle, squirting it over.