“Maybe I should prop the door open, so I wasn’t trapped in the basement with the rest of these morons,” I thought to myself, but when I looked b...ck the door was closed. I walked back and tried it, but there was no handle. How the heck was anybody going to get out of here?I walked back to the stairs, and this time I got a little closer. I could see the old farmer dude, Dr. Jacobsen, and the few other counselor dudes sitting in chairs across from the stage. They looked worried. The guys were. ”“Correct, Supplicant. Play it.”Mom, sat on my chair, put her phone on the desk, said, “This will take a while,” and started the recording.[Sounds of food prep: refrigerator opening, pans clanging, etc. Humming, singing.]“Hey, did you forget something, little lady?”“Nope. The eggs and bacon are nearly ready; the biscuits are done and staying warm in the oven. Did you want OJ?“I see where your daughter gets what you fondly call her ‘sense of humor.’”[SMACK!]“Ouch, you brute. Who told you that. He thinks you lied to him...hoodwinked him...how could you ruin your chance with him like that?!?!.." She swallowed, glancing at his eyes again, only to find them staring at her. Suddenly she held out her hand to him, her fingers pointing to the sky and her palm facing him. He put his own palm to hers and laced his fingers through hers, his thumb stroking her thumb gently as she stepped closer to him, her body close to his, barely an inch away as she tilted her head slightly, her lips brushing. Panties ....... shower ........" Was all Daniel could hear."DANIEL GET YOUR ASS UP HERE." Angie opens the door quickly and Daniel falls in."YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED, YOU'RE A 17YR OLD BOY ALMOST IN COLLEGE AND YOUR MASTURBATING TO LITTLE GIRLS! YOU LITTLE PERVERT! GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW!!!" No pasta?" Daniel says jokingly."DANIEL DON'T PLAY WITH ME GET THE FUCK OUT!!!!!" Angies mad now...10:45pmDaniel is laying in his bed thinking about what he had done."Why does she have to be so damn hot!" He.