At the Gestapo headquarters she was first left in a cold dark windowless cell with no furniture whatever, lacking even toilet facilities beyond a drai... hole in one corner of the room. Only a bare concrete floor was available for sitting or sleeping. Margery spent an interminable time there, totally unable to judge how long she had been there, or how much longer she would suffer, dressed as she was only in her revealing evening dress, with no underwear, shoes or coat.Three hours, which felt like. I claim you as mine."Like many other predators, I decided to toy with my prey. I stepped into the room to undress, taking my time as she watched. I walked with authority back and forth around a far corner of the bed, keeping my gaze on her eyes as they alternately looked into mine and then to my hands as I unbuttoned each shirt button. I removed my shirt, not with a flair of arrogance, but with cold confidence that she was helpless to do anything other than watch my progress at taking her. She. Despite my best efforts however, I was still flunking his class.Failure was not an option for me. My parents always told me stories about their lives back home and what they had to sacrifice to come to Canada where my two brothers and I could grow up safe and pursue high levels of education.I realized that my traditional study methods were not working with this class. I had to try something different. Maybe if I went to go see Professor Miller? Perhaps he could offer me some extra help? I. My god. She wasn’t on the pill, and Ty sure as hell hadn’t used a condom! Heather saw me first, and screamed, trying to pull away and seek covering. Ty scrambled away, his cock pulling out of her pussy with a loud plop even as he swore, ‘What the fu–Jake! What are you doing here, man?’ ‘Oh Jake!’ Heather sobbed, crying uncontrollably as she begged me to give her a chance to explain. I completely ignored her as I reared up toward Ty and swung the stick hard into the black man’s gut. Not enough.