She looked disappointed.Helen Green and Kitty Summers were right on time Wednesday. Helen was an athlete with a fantastic body. She likes to enter tri...thlons and she usually placed in the top third. Kitty was very tall, very thin, and she had A-cup breasts. She was beautiful and had been a beauty pageant contestant a few years back. Since then she had a baby and her husband found another trophy wife. I could have asked for more money to fuck her. I should have.I basically let the cameras on. ’ ‘I’m sure they don’t want you to have problems with the D-Board. You should let them know.’ ‘OK, I will.’ She smiled at me a little. ‘Thanks for the perspective.’ ‘Need a hug while I’m at it?’ I didn’t want to give her more to deal with, but she looked so upset I had to offer. ‘Maybe a small one.’ She gave me a one armed hug and a quick smile. ‘See you next class, I guess. I have to go make some calls.’ ‘OK. Let me know how it goes if you want.’ She half smiled and walked off. The next week I. Her felt himself squeezed,compressed, the soapy water leaving his body. Finally, the drum stoppedspinning, as his consciousness continued to swirl, he felt somethinglifting him up, extracting his body from the matted tangle of silks andsatins. And then he felt and heard the slap of his wet body as it slappeddown onto the conveyor belt.The belt lurched forward, until he saw the large red rollers. The rollerswere positioned along the belt and as each piece of wash advanced, it wassqueezed. It always took about thirty minutes to get her changed, read her a story and lay in her bed until she fell asleep, and often times I would fall asleep as well, but not that night. While laying at the foot of my daughter's bed, listening to the laughter of the whole cul-de-sac outside, I noticed the outline of a woman’s head peek into my daughter’s room. I naturally assumed it was my wife. I inspected my daughter, and listened for the telltale signs that she was indeed sleeping. I.