I haven't been to my own student accommodation room in a long time. I missed my place. I also haven't had some free time or personal time for myself. ... was always with Nita.She gave me an "order" which I had to obey automatically. I couldn't speak to her unless she told me to and I only spoke (since the time at the cinema) when she wanted me to.I just looked sad while looking at my cheeseburger. I had no appetite."Honey you haven't touch your food. Is everything alright?" Nita asked me.She. Smiling, I looked at her directly as I put them into a pocked in my pants on the chair. "Just a little souvenir."Emily was leaning back against the examination table, breathing hard. Her eyes were on my cock. "How do you want me Peter?" I put my hands on her hips and lifted her to the exam table as I said, "I want you on your back, your calves on my shoulders." I whistled lowly then and said, "Your body is a wonderland." We both laughed at the musical reference. I had my hand on her. 'So you were watching us, ' thought Miranda smugly, 'Good.'"Hello, Cerulean City," said the woman with her patented 'dealing with the public' smile as she adjusted the microphone stand to her height, "Today I'd like to read you something I wrote over dinner last night. Which I suppose is ironic considering the first prize today."Several people in the crowd chuckled as Miranda opened the nearly tome sized black book she carried and opened it to the half way mark. 'Actually, ' she mused,. Why wouldn't they stare? Iwas a freak. Some asshole had glued a pacifier to my locker. Ha ha. What ajoke, Tammy, the full-sized infant. Tammy, who couldn't help wettingherself or her bed. Who would want to be friends with, let alone date,such a backwards freak? I climbed the stairs to the third floor, then pastit to the door marked "roof access". The smokers and stoners always keptthe door propped open so they could slip out and have a secret smoke. Iwas going to end it and get away from this.