Slade hooked the clawed fingers of his two big hands in the tight elastic waistband of Jennifer Adams's panties. He jerked sharply downward on the yie...ding garment, uttering a low animal growl of pure lust as he made his aggressive attack. Her panties were quickly hauled down to mid thigh, totally revealing the downy curls of pubic hair to his gaze, and then the flimsy material parted in his hands with a loud ripping noise. Satisfied at last, Slade flung the useless scraps of wet material away. T-shirt, sweat pants, bra and panties. Underneath were a pair of shoes I recognized as Ms. Miller's. My mind reeled at the realization of who was in the shower. Carefully, i picked up the panties and held them out. They were the same size as the red ones and my cock grew hard in my pants as I realized it. I felt trapped by my own desires. I knew I had to see Ms. Miller in the shower and I was sure it was suicide. Carefully I crept closer to the Showers and peeked in. She was there. This isn’t the nightmare of the past. This is something all together new. I start to turn but your hands catch my arms and hold me still, pulling me against you, my back to your chest. You wrap your arms around me and together we watch until the sun is out of sight. Your hands slowly caress my arms softly. ‘You’re cold.’ ‘I’m use to being cold,’ I answer quietly. You lean down, kissing the top of my head then whisper, ‘Let me show you warmth instead.’ ~All those memories we share I will cherish. "Happy now?" Actually, yes, he thought. Ecstatic. And Jack ismiserable. Which makes me even more ecstatic.Jack continued moaning about how unfair, unjust this all was. Ryan'smother turned to him. "Jack, I think, on your next day off, I'm takingyou to court in Newark. To help you properly set the bar forinjustice."----And here he was. At the entrance to Charlotte Russe in the WillowbrookMall. While Miley and Harper kept a watchful eye on each other.Harper couldn't stand still. "Let's.