All of the tests came back negative. The diagnosis was that Barry had "snapped" and would be kept in the psych ward for a few days. Jenna, Sara, Bec...a and I spoke with the nurse...her name was Laura. We told Laura why Barry "snapped" and she thought it was funny. She told us that we needed to bring some clothing for Barry up to the hospital unit. We were able to find a key in Barry's car to his apartment. So Jenna, Sara, and I went over to his place and picked up some thong panties for. 'We gonna fuck you, you better let us or you will live to regret it. Let me kiss your neck if you understand what will happen if you don't,' Daniel said. I slowly raised my head, my eyes filling with tears of anger and humiliation as he suck gently on my neck. Daniel told Bruce 'you get to go first, you get to get this boi pussy ready for me.' Bruce smiled at me as he came to us. Daniel released me and pushed me gently towards Bruce, Bruce lifted his hands and took hold of my arms. Bruce. The outfit surely gave him ideas...what you would call “professional”. The halter top was stuck to my breasts, the outline of the nipples clearly visible despite the pattern. The black thong underneath. The naked back. The cloth bunching around my butt cheeks. The somewhat immature strappy clear jelly sandals. Yes, this guy for sure wants sex for giving me the job. Think about it. “Make yourself comfortable”, the oldest euphemism in the world. Do I really need the job this bad? Hell, look at. A screeched.“Careful how you answer that,” my mom warned.“I may have phrased that wrong,” I admitted.That got me out of trouble. I should have just said all that this morning, but I had a brain-freeze or something. I sat down next to Beth, and then Pam sat on my lap.“Hi, David,” she said with a cheeky grin.Beth rolled her eyes at me.“Hi, Pam,” I said.“I want to be your date to Michigan this weekend,” she said.“I’m not doing that anymore. This weekend is just the guys. Our parents aren’t even.