" I heard him say.After hearing a little movement on the bed, they began."Uggh." Robin moaned, as he entered her.The bed began squeaking, slow and rhy...hmic. The sounds Robin were making weren't screams or moans, it sounded like she was straining. The squeaking began to pick up its pace."Fuck me." I heard Robin say.Now the bed was loud, I could hear the the bed frame gently hitting wall, the pace slowed down, but was louder. He was fucking her very deep. "God...you're cock is so big." You like. My curlers were still in and I wrapped a pretty scarf aroundmy curlered head. The tightness of the scarf on my curlers feltwonderful. I had to excuse myself and go to the little girls room. I took off mypanties, sat and tinkled. I took out my tampon and put in a new one. Ipushed the applicator in and it felt wonderful as the tampon slid in.The string dangled down between my cheeks as I stood and put on a freshpair of panties. A girl must bring lots of panties and tampons to asissy slumber. I was in the kitchen making chocolate chip cookies from scratch, when she walked up behind me, wrapped her arms around my waist, and rubbed her cheek against my flannel shirt. "I love you, Bill." I love you, too, Kitten," I replied, dropping the bag of chocolate chips and turning to hold her.Her hair was still a little damp from where she had washed it, and she was wearing jeans with the dark green tee-shirt I had bought her. She took off her glasses that were a little fogged over and pressed. Cork reluctantly returned to where she had been standing.Ashley turned to the prisoner. "Lou, clear me some space around the prisoner." She took General Smith's gun before he knew she was doing it. "Ken, if he twitches, shoot him."Lou cleared a space as the prisoner sullenly stood there glaring at everybody."What do you have in mind?" I asked."Just you watch. Gorkov. Do you know who I am?" Of course I do. You're the slut currently sleeping with the traitor."Mrs. Cork started getting angry.