She could take two or three steps. That was it. She was a prisoner.The fact that there was no way to get out – that she would have to remain in this...tiny cage for the next six hours sent rushes through her body.She caught herself slipping her fingers into the top of her blouse, rubbing the tops of her breasts above the bra, the pushing the bra down so she could tweak her nipples. She did not know why, but she felt the need to pinch her nipples and when she did she felt herself dampening.Harder. As for Dorothy, she was accustomed to working with teenagers with short attention spans who can't hold a job for long, but she was (and, I hope, still is) a much nicer person when she went off-duty.###About 7:30 that same night, I was in my room trying to decide whether to shave my legs now or wait three or four more days, when Natalie called up the stairs. "Michelle, you're wanted on the phone." Thanks, I'll be right down." I bounded down the stairs two at a time.It was a different experience. The other was a smoothed head, stocky thug, Drey waiting anxiously on the leather love seat."I sort of figured you'd want some more attention!" Lori teased. April didn't even have the modesty to cover nude. She just gave a short laugh, faced April and gave each other a quick kiss. Lori took her last puff and crumbled the cigarette into the coffee table ashtray. They parted ways each to their new partner. Both Leo and Drey were already on their feet waiting for their ladies to quickly drop to. I guess I was being a smart ass."I guess a blank caller ID is a dead give away," he said laughing."Thank you for the tip about our local hospital," Percy, that's exactly why I'm calling. I have a very brokenhearted grandson. He no longer has a reason to visit your daughter, Tara, now that her mother has died. He wants to apply to your local hospital as a resident. Can he do that without affecting our "friendship"?" he asked."Of course he can. We need a qualified cancer specialist. But I'm still.