Was she going to apologise? Explain?“Hello Faye.”“There’s someone following me.” She was talking quietly, but sounding terrified! So it had ...o be someone quite near to her?Jesus Christ.“Alright where are you?” I was scrambling to my feet.“Montgomery Street.”“Alright, I’m coming.” I thought about which way she’d be going, towards where she lives. “Have you passed Whitcombe Street yet?”“No,”“Okay take Whitcombe Street. If there’s a house with a light on, ring the bell. If there’s a loose brick on. Well I just stood, opened letters in my hand, and cried. Yes folk, I blubbered like a kid. I noticed four of those five letters were addressed to Jimmy the Frog. [bleep] Froggatt, welcome everyone to the Jimmy the Frog Show.’ ‘Hi Jimmy, what was the bleep for?’ ‘I used the F-word.’ ‘Hi Jimmy, love the name of your show. Live up to it won’t you or else croak. Heh-heh-heh.’ ‘Listen asshole, I suggested yesterday you read out a recipe from your mom and…’ ‘Okay bitch, got pencil and paper? It’s for. I couldn't reach for it as my hands were stuck to my chest, grabbing and stroking. I began to play with my nipples, finding there a more concentrated pleasure source. Bucking and thrusting, my cock was rubbing against my jeans, finding little stimulation but aching for relief as my thoughts sank into oblivion behind the pleasure overload coursing through my body.I felt my cock being released from its confines. It leapt up to new heights and I blindly thrust it out toward whatever was. Can’t afford to have two bad exams as I would probably end up failing the course.I reached into my backpack and pulled out my iPad. The club had WiFi so I looked up some of the older exams and began studying them. I tuned out the music and turned up the brightness on my iPad to compensate for the darkness.I was about a half hour into my studying when I sensed a presence in front of me. In the dim light I could make out a pair of long tanned legs that only ended at a very short frilly skirt..