Two bony nubbins had begun to protrude from under each arm. He felt themwriggling stiffly against his hands. Wriggling, and growing.He needed to get o...t. A hospital. Yes, he needed a doctor. This wasn'tright. Not at all. He groaned, shuffling to his feet, struggling againsthis increased mass. His belly and new-grown love handles flopped loudlyagainst his groin. His legs felt short, thick, and awkward. Yet he couldswear the bathroom stalls were lower in his vision than they had been.Tyrel looked. "Shut up, LL," Daddy said it. Surprised the fuck out of me.Lucile Louise came down on him like a ton of bricks off the roof of a 40 story apartment building."Lucile?" Daddy was asking, "Do you remember those papers you signed before the wedding?" The license? Sure." The license came after the wedding. You really should have read the papers."Lou's eyebrows reached the ceiling ... detached themselves and plastered all over the overhead ... Messy. Someone was going to have to scrape all that. Once everyone had been allocated a seat, Mr. Temple took us through his expectations for the semester. Telling us how much of the textbook we would cover, and when we would have tests and assignments based upon what we covered.Mr. Temple demeanour led me to believe he wouldn’t be very understanding of whispered conversations in his classroom. That together with the prim expression of the girl beside me. Who from the registration I gathered was one Hailey Stiles, dissuaded me from trying to make. I then stopped rubbing my clit and started fingering myself because Master told me to, I told him I was very embarrassed because it was making the wet noise and there were other people in the bathroom. He told me to continue and moan, I did and the other person heard me and started laughing under her breath, I told Master and he told me to continue and to do other things like make it more noticeable like moan louder and make the wet noises more, so I did and I had let out a slightly more.