I think I remember some pancake mix downstairs. Mix some of that up in a bowl and Jennifer will make me some pancakes when we're done in the shower. T...en you two can shower up."He looked around again and grabbed some clothes. Luckily Mr. Wilson had gotten the parents to drop off some clothes last night when he called around to let everyone know where the kids were."Come on," he told Jennifer, "Let's go."They left the room as Betty and Josie started moving the bed back to where it had been and. She turned and said “ok well im gonna go get dressed now, it was nice seeing you again” “yeah, thanks for letting me cut the shower line that was helpful” while I spoke she looked at my speedo and saw my semi hard dick through it, I saw her blush again and then she looked up to my eyes and said “oh, yeah, no problem, yeah, you, um, you REALLY grew up fast… um hey so my car is making a funny sound again whenever i put it in drive (she didnt know how to drive manual because no one taught her) so. It felt good to tell someone about my relationship with my professor, but I still feared the backlash of people’s gossip. I dressed up cute for Miss Morgan’s class. I wore khaki shorts and a lavender tank top. I painted my nails to my top. Looking good for her empowered me, I felt a burning desire for her to accept me as her pet. I had a black wire necklace that fit tight around my neck. I hadn’t worn it since high school , but I put it on to remind my lover of the collar she put on me. Instead. "I expect your perception of time would depend on whether you had that thing up your ass or not," I said shortly. I did not care for cold blooded torture. I understood its necessity and I was willing and able to use it, but I didn't approve. I also understood the necessity of a bank and I used them as well but I didn't like them either.Interrogator: "Did you kidnap the American?"Soldier: "Yes,"Interrogator"Do you know where he is at this time?" Interrogator.Soldier: "No, not.