I’m ignoring it.’ ‘Is everything alright?’ ‘Yeah. It’s nothing.’ ‘You sure?’ he asked. He looked concerned. ‘Yes, I’m sure. It�...s no problem.’ ‘Okay,’ said Philip, and then took the final sip of his wine. ‘Do you want desert?’ ‘Hmm.’ In her slightly drunken state, Jasmine, who was still very hesitant about allowing herself to feel feelings again for Philip, began to feel very attracted to him again. Those old flames of desire had never been fully extinguished. Her mind wandered back to when they. I kept saying over and over “we can’t do this, you can’t do this to her again, you didn’t see her, you don’t know what it did to her.” He kept agreeing with me, but somehow my shirt and bra came off again and I was losing the battle with my legs to keep standing.Finally I started bargaining with him. I told him to keep his clothes on and that he could watch me get myself off but that was it. He said ok and took my skirt off. I had taken the panties off earlier in the evening (very sneakily. No one wanted to be the subject of a comparison with Sam.It became a weird ritual. After practice and games, Sam always strolled the locker room with his cock hanging majestically from between his legs. The rest of us were like smaller bulls and always backed up and deferred to him. He was the cock of the walk when he was naked. Give unto Caesar that which is Caesar's. Instinctively, we yielded to what we perceived as a better man, when he was naked. Dressed, he was no longer anything special.. It was smelling so badly that Cecilia threw up inside the same commode.When at last she settled down, she dried her hands against her skirt. She extracted an envelope from the plastic and threw the plastic away. There was a note which said,Good work Cecilia,Now, this is the final part. Strip yourself naked outside the stall. You will then put all your clothes inside the commode of the last stall. And flush them.Then you will drink as much water as you can from the sink. We want you.