Snapping to her feet, she grabbed her clothes andbolted for the door, trailing undergarments behind herin a mindless dash for safety. Nothing mattered...exceptgetting as much distance between him and her as shecould.Nearly stumbling as she cleared the worn carpet andreached the closed door in three bounding leaps, Ginnyreached for the doorknob… Locked!!“You stupid goddamn bitch!” roared Marty, stillclutching his pained groin. “You’re locked in! What’yathink. "I saw you weren't working so I..." Whose voice was that? Who was it addressed to? She raised her head to see the naked figure of Ketaba framed by the door and looking rather startled. "Oh! ... I see you've got company, Binta. I didn't know! And goodness me! It's Ana! I'd never have guessed! Ana!" Hello Ketaba," greeted Binta reluctantly, disengaging herself from the weight of her lover's body. "Didn't anybody tell you to knock before coming in?"Ketaba looked rather embarrassed. More. “I have to write you up for fighting, you know,” Pam said. “That is a whole ‘nother charge. Could keep you here another six months, maybe longer.”“Please, no, please!” pleaded Olivia.“I have no choice. Sorry.”“Please, please. I’ll do anything! Please!”“Hmm. That is what I wanted to hear.”With that Pam removed her nightstick from its holster and started to slowly rub her own crotch with it. Slowly, up and down she rubbed the front of her pants between her own legs.She then took the nightstick. "You're hiding yourself fromME?!?" Jerk!" I called after her and closed the door. But I quickly realizedthat I really needed to use the bathroom. I waited for the front doorto close and then sprinted to the bathroom. I felt gross and stickybetween my legs. I now knew why Anna had always been so quick to visitthe bathroom and wash off after our love making. I sat on the toiletand let loose with a full bladder load. That helped a little but onceI'd finished I stood and ran a shower. I stepped in.