"I think it's your turn now," Allison said as she walked up to Bruce."Soon you will be able to flip up that dress of yours whenever you want,"she said...as she grabbed the hemline of Bruce's short skirt."Pl....Pllllease..." Bruce said swallowing what was left of his pride. "Iwon't ever bother you again...." He said desperately.Allison slowly put her finger against Bruce's lips. "Don't be a bitchnow," she said coldly. "You get what you deserve."Bruce's face contorted in rage as he felt his body. One shower was strictly for the boys and one for the girls. Same for the toilets. Separate laundry hampers were in the toilet areas, and when someone was showering, no one would be in there. Period. The very first day the pastor decided to open up with a teen service on dating and sex... perfect. Mostly stuff you would expect to hear: "sex is bad. don't do it til you're married, don't be a slut......"After watching everybody get red, a couple of bulges in the guys pants, and girls giggling. And even ... oh no, my periods due next week. Thinking about it made me realize that I needed a pee so I called the nurse over."I need to pee, can you help me?" Your hands are stabilised, so if you feel up to a little walk we can take you to the toilets?" That's probably a good idea, my butt feels like I've been on for a week"I made it across the ward to the toilets with the nurse helping me. She asked me if I had someone coming to take me home so I told her about my brother. While she attended. I dressed in a pair of loose shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, with a pair of kicked in walking boots. I had washed, shaved, trimmed my public hair and given myself a rub down with a moisturising gel, fixed my hair and I thought I looked not to bad, for a mature gentleman!I was standing at my car waiting when Lynsey walked around the corner, she looked great, wearing a pale, thin cricket jumper, cut down denims and tennis shoes with ankle socks. the jumper was cut to a 'v' and I could see.