"We made it to school with time to spare. True to his word, Brian met me at the intersection. We walked to school and I stripped at the clothes boxes....There were some catcalls, but no one touched me.I'm happy that I heal quickly. I don't know how I would've explained the bruises to everybody.I was just passing through the doors when I got sucker-punched from behind."Four weeks," a voice said.I turned back, rubbing my back where I got hit."Four weeks, freak," Renee said. "Thanks to you, I got. Sorry. Angie ran to the door and opened it. She can only just reach the door handle. It didn’t use to be a problem but she’s been growing and ... sorry. That’s not important.Comment: Bec looked flustered. Perhaps the interruption from Mahler had thrown her off. Peter took her hand and gave it a squeeze. Bec looked at him and forced a small smile and then nodded. She took a deep breath and started again.Bec: Once Angela opened the door, the bigger of the two men forced the door open, knocking. He had his hand on my shoulder squeezing it lightly. With his other hand he took my hand and placed it on his boxers, I could feel his growing excitement and looked from it to his face. He had a self satisfied look on his face, and I didn't object as he pushed me to my knees. As if on cue his penis peeked out from the opening of his boxers. Little took a steo back and pushed his boxers to the floor stepping out of them. He leaned back onto the edge of the desk behind him as I squeezed his. If only he had not gotten out of bed yesterday morning!He knew the minute he woke up without a boner, and his wife had already gotten out of bed at some ungodly hour for reasons known only to her, that things were not quite right. He felt a bit eerie about the whole thing, but decided he was being silly. He had taken the day off from work to catch up on his writing, not hide under the covers because he felt funny.He somehow got tangled up in the covers, forgot which side of the bed he was on,.