I said, you do it from here only. She tried to go to back, but my bathroom was little small. She had no choice. She just stretched her hand to my back...and started applying soap. I started applying the soap on my dick.. It was hard already. As she was stretching to reach my back. Her face was very close to mine. I could hear her breath. Her breath was clean too.. As it was getting little difficult for her to reach my back. I said, you clean me from front. She agreed. She applied soap on my. The low lighting seemed to be quite constant and the only way of marking the passage of time would be the arrival of her two daily meals. In due course she hoped to build her daily routine around these two landmarks, but these were early days and she guessed, all too rightly as it turned out, that she would incur far more than the two extra penalty weeks already earned before she finally mastered the routine. But at least she would go home after three years, even if they were all spent in this. ‘How did today go, Kathy?’ he asked. The young woman shrugged. ‘It went OK, I guess,’ she said. She sat down in a chair opposite the guidance counselor’s desk. ‘Kathy, do you know why I asked you to come in and see me?’ Ben asked. ‘Because my teachers complained, probably. They’re always on my case,’ the student snapped. ‘They all keep giving me a hard time.’ ‘Are you sure you aren’t giving them a hard time, too?’ the guidance counselor asked. ‘Maybe just a little?’ ‘Look, Mr. Sanders, I’m just. “You know that I gave you back all of those city ledgers a while back?”“Yeah, so?”“Well, I took pictures of the pages before I gave them back to you?” she said, sounding worried.“And?”“I found something really odd, when you come home later; I’ll explain it all OK?” she said confidently.“I love you!” I said.“I love you more, Davey!” she said sounding flirty.“There is no Hermann Gregoire, David!”“Really - See you later, kiddo!”I woke up the next morning, feeling rested, turned to my sister/wife.