She wore a pink halter that strained with the swell of her breasts. A white skirt that stopped mid-thigh showed off her long legs. She was dating Marc...s' best friend, the school quarterback.The last two to arrive were the thugs. Both nineteen having missed a year. They arrived together, no fathers, the two black men walked quietly across the sports field. Why they hadn't dropped out enitrely was a wonder. Corey expected that they stayed in school to sell drugs to the students. Luthor was nearly. She relaxed her muscles and with a series of quiet, high-pitched meows Kitty Girl started to pee. She felt warm wetness spreading between her legs, flowing under her ass and all around her body and she just peed and peed until all was gone. She laid there in her own piss, panting, feeling very-very ashamed and vulnerable. Then she felt another kind of tension building up in her, the excitement became too much and the next moment she came without a word. Laura observed in amusement. She knew. She was pretty and it was affecting me, which was dangerous. “I've been around long enough to know the minute you start thinking you're tough is the moment when you meet somebody tougher.”“Well spoken,” she said, lifting her glass. “What is this?”“Macallan's. Ruby keeps a bottle or two for me.”“It tasted like good scotch. Better than I'd have expected in here.” She took another sip and set her glass on the bar. I raised two fingers and Ruby came and refilled us both. “I discovered real scotch. My throat suddenly became dry. I choked out the words, "I love you too."The doctor interrupted and said that they had some tests that they needed to run. I stepped back to allow them to continue. All the while, I kept my eyes on my wife. Her eyes never wavered from my face. In the short space that kept us apart, the airwaves were telegraphing messages that I had waited so long to hear.Eventually, the initial excitement died down and the medical personnel began to drift out of the room. I soon.