But she could move, she realized. Despite the fire that seared her body, despite the throb that suffused every muscle, joint, and patch of skin, she w...s neither restrained nor hanging from the ceiling. Movement was, in theory, possible.Reasons to move were obvious. She lay in the disgusting residue of her own long-dried emissions, half-adhered to the cold dungeon floor. The instruments of her most recent torture still occupied her aching orifices, and dislodging them would be its own form of. ” I rolled my eyes. “We’re still dating.” He let out a snort. “What’s your problem with her?” I don’t know why I asked; I didn’t care. “I don’t have a problem with Kinsey.” Happily, he stopped dragging his words out. “Then why do you always fuss about her?” I jumped. He had silently moved from his room to my doorway. Seeing him there made me slightly claustrophobic; he was just so big, he dwarfed everything. At sixteen he was almost 6’5"; add broad shoulders and long arms and it felt like a. “What’s up with you?” I asked. “Don’t tell me you wouldn’t give her one”His eyes widened even more and he looked past me. I turned around and there stood Helen! “Oh my God” I said “I am so sorry”She glared at me and said “Both of you report to my office after your break” With that she turned and walked away.Brian said “I am so sorry mate, I had no idea you were going to say that. I am gutted. I have dropped us right in it”The morning dragged by but finally it was break time. We reported to her. So I went back to the apartment and as I was pulling into the parking lot I sew a cab pull up with her in it. I was so mad. She didn't even have to tell me what had happened, I just knew. We got into the apartment and she tried to tell me she ran into an old girlfriend and they went out to dinner when she got off. I knew it was bullshit but I couldn't prove it. Finally just to calm down I sparked up a joint. About half way through she started talking about how horny she had been all day and she.