The Boss was silent just breathing heavily and he pointed for Stacey to move to the edge of the table. The Asian man understood immediately and roughl... pushed her until Stacey's butt rested on the overhanging edge.She felt like a total whore, the man opening her long legs pushing his waist between them, his cock waving the purple head drooling." Uhh, oh, oh" Stacey moaned realising both men were positioning her for a fucking. The Mask forced her forward so she half sat looking down between her. ”“Well…like…what do you want me to do about it?”“Dunno.”“You wanna do something about it?”“You know I do.”“You wanna do something about it…like now?”“Well…yeah but where can we go?”“Leave it to me.”He puts his hand up, attracts Sir’s attention.“Sir!”Sir looks up.“Yes? What is it?”“Sir, I need to go to the toilet, Sir.”“Can’t it wait, boy?”“No, Sir. Swear down. If I don’t go now, Sir, I’ll piss myself, Sir.”The class roar with laughter. Sir tells everybody to be quite then he tells Brad to mind. She watched as Trilin's fiftieth round of the day punch right through the ten ring that was one thousand meters away. She shook her head and laughed. Two weeks, fourteen days, fifty rounds per day, equaled seven hundred shots. Even with different wind conditions every day, neither of them had missed a shot yet."This is starting to get monotonous." she said quietly to her new friend.Trilin smiled as he turned his head to look at her. "We shall see."Melissa smiled herself as she lowered her eye. Now I was lost in how to get us back to where we once had been. I was frustrated and angry. At myself, at her, at life. I really wanted to get back to where we had been before all this had happened, but it seemed that Charlie had stolen even that from us. That was the worst part of all of this. That bastard had stolen 'us' from us.I knew that Riley had been getting more and more worked up, and with me unable to perform for her as a good husband should have been able to... and the doctor still.