Trying to say: You Bastard! Let me out of here! I hate you! The only wordscoming out of her mouth was this very distinct "Yes Master!" How humiliating...? She tried but couldn?teven say it again. Slowly, very slowly she understood that the only way for herto speak out and the only words she could say, "Yes Master!" was forher to get a question, any question.She had not even theability to answer ?No Master!? She felt it as hervoice also betrayed her. He enjoyed the wholesituation and knew how. I mean..." She got a look in her face like she was busted and with an embarrassed look nodded yes. "Was he good?" again the look, and her slow nod, assured me that he had done her a good job. "You won't tell anyone will you?, I would just die if the other guys knew I was such a slut." I told her "I won't say anything about you and Jake, but that the guys had all seen me fucking you last night, and you even gave some head to Jim." She groaned and said "Oh what a mess I am in" I said "I will talk. It was a long day, the driver of the car identified the bike as lookinglike the one the woman had been riding, but got nearly hysterical whenthe cops tried to say that she might have mistaken me for a woman inthe heat of the moment. Boy she really let them know that she mighthave been in a bad situation but she knew the difference between a manand a woman, besides I was much taller and fatter. They finally released me and my bike so that I could get home.As soon as I got back I changed into the. It was another nail-biting morning at the school, where everyone was on edge waiting to see what the results were for the drug tests. Finally, we found out who the athletes were. We figured out through gossip at recess, since the students with the positive tests were asked to go to the headmaster’s office during the break. At least Pete and I were not included.Just after lunch time, all the athletes that attended the event in Ridlin were asked to go to an isolated classroom to be interviewed..