Amelia and I spent several months last fall trying to get a psychologist to consult with the curriculum planners. They kept putting us off, blaming fu...ding, personnel issues, no proof of need, that kinda rot. Tell the group what your plans are to break that logjam.”“Yes, logjam it is. The government brought me here because they think I can simply wave my hands and fix the structural problem they created in pushing this program into the curriculum in a way that it doesn’t appear to fit. The. Yeah true, you got me, so what have you got to show me…You be patient, she said. I looked up at the 60inch tv on the wall, that acts as our monitor and saw nothing but a blank screen..I don’t see.. Hang on a minute Bec whined while rummaging through my desk draw.. she found my go pro I used for surfing and switched it on..Now, you just keep your eyes on the screen… don’t look at me, just the screen. And no touching Ok?Sure, sure whatever you say..I felt hands on my belt buckle and looked. ” “Chad,” I protested as Ian walked in a slow circle around me, like a shark circling its prey, “I’m not sure about this.”“I won’t let him hurt you baby, I promise you that.”I finally nodded my head and Chad stepped back allowing Ian to take his place.“You’re lovely Maricella,” Ian murmured sliding his hands along my shoulders before moving them down to cup my breasts, “your tits are quite fantastic,” he whispered as he rolled my nipples between his thumb and forefinger, “tell me love, how wet. Of course, I would take some physical suffering on their part as icing on the cake.I was driving my special car toward the contact point when I saw an all too common sight: a convenience store clerk was being held at the point of a gun by a petty robber. I assumed that she was after enough money for a drug session, and the clerk was in mortal danger if that was what it was.There was no other traffic on the street at this time of night, so I made a U-turn and parked in the shadows. A parking.