. the door? hmmm never mind I know the doors are locked I'll be fine. as I dose back off I can hear rustling and muffled footsteps but I think nothing...of it. the bedroom door opens, I don't move a muscle the footsteps grow closer and louder.I feel a weight on the bed beside me and feel the warmth of someone sneaking under the covers.a large arm wraps tightly around my waist, my heart is racing. I can hear my pulse.another arm sweeps under my pillow and gently covers my mouth. I feel his warm. This new feeling feltmarvelous to the abused and tired woman on the table. Katy's expert tongueand lips, and the grotesque yet infuriatingly pleasureable dildo began totake Jessica to the climax. As she began to shudder, Katy stopped everything. Jess exhorted her to go on, but Katy simply waited a few mintes for Jess tosimmer down, and then began all over again. After several repeats of thistorture, Jessica thought she would burst if she wasn't allowed to orgasmsoon. She moaned and. .. to look at Miss Forceman... his eyes simply would not leave its lovelysweetness.His preoccupation with the skirt had not escaped her as she placed herbox on one end of her spacious desk, but she continued to speak to himnonetheless on the subject of their shared interest."I can see clearly what we have to do," she said, returning to the skirtand bringing out from beneath it its padded hanger. The skirt hadshoulder straps which had been hidden. Their appearance brought ablurting sort of. “I was a little upset,” I admitted.“Why’s that?” he inquired.“My uncle rode off and told me to find something to do,” I said. It didn’t sound so unhappy when you just said it like that.“And you wanted to play video games instead?”Jasper had grandchildren.“Something like that,” I muttered.Jasper stopped in front of the Chouteau Sherriff’s office and said, “You can call your uncle from in there.”Maybe he was just trying to establish an alibi for having a young girl in his truck.Then again, maybe.