" Tell me about this beautiful fountain here, Mayor." Oh yes, we're especially proud of that. This was designed by a local artist, and much of what yo... see here was also sourced locally." Boring!" Jennifer proclaimed and hit the mute button. Of course she knew about the new town hall, and she couldn't care less about it. She started flipping through the channels, looking for something decent to watch.Suddenly, a bright light shone in through her window. She put up her arm to shield her eyes and. The rope tends to make the cloth bunch up a bit in front but gives the girl a feel for cloth rubbing against her tits. The dress leaves her flanks exposed for the most part, and the cloth can be lifted easily in both the front and the back should you want to inspect her ass or vagina. Sometimes, especially among the older girls on the verge of moving into the Compound, we may outfit them with more traditional “feminine” attire, but for the most part our girls in the Nursery wear one of those. I was dazed from what I figure was a concussion, and I quickly realized I was feeling an extreme pain in my penis. It was so painful, I didn't even realize it at first. I tried to scream in pain, but with my mouth covered, and stuffed, I couldn't make a real sound. He had rather beaten my penis. And he also put salt on the wounds, to enhance the pain. But he was also sending a current of electricity through my penis and scrotum. Some how, the electric current made it seem such that my penis was. I peel off my yoga pants before the door even closes. I toss it them in the corner, smiling, no mom at home to bitch about the mess. But I'll be sure to clean up before she gets home. I stand in front of the mirror and pull my long hair out of it's ponytail and shake it loose. I jog in the sports bra to keep my 36C tits from bouncing all over the place, not for attention. And the idea of wearing even more clothes while sweating sounds like torture. The lime green sports bra keeps me cool, but.