A trembling hand reached for the flush and missed, but the body that controlled it did not care. The girl somehow got on her feet and walked out, usin... any surface within reach to steady herself as she tried to make her way back to the bedroom. She made back through the middle room, clutching onto the two identical desks like a man clinging to a splinter of wood in the ocean. Her bleary eyes caught sight of her bed; old, saggy, and in disarray from the previous nights' restless sleep. With her. I looked out the window, which overlooked the pool area, and saw him sitting on the side, with his feet dangling in the water and I saw my dad swim up to him. Dad swam up between Allens legs and I saw him put his face right in Allens crotch. I thought it was strange and after looking closer, saw my own dad take Allens cock in his mouth and it looked like he was sucking it! I was mad at first and actually feeling jealous about seeing them together. I knew it was my own dad and that did freak me. ”“I’ll take option one. How thick is the curtain?”Emanuel quickly grabbed their duffels from the bike, slinging his over one shoulder and grabbing hers in the other hand. “It’s one of those beaded ones, but they’re close together. You have nothing to worry about. Are you ready precious?”“I suppose.”“You’ll be fine. I promise”. Emanuel watched the nervous look lessen a little as Allison grabbed his hand again. He quietly started on his way into the dojo’s entrance hall. “See?”“Yeah ... I still. Myrna saw her lick her lips and that familiar cheshire expression take its place on Joan's face. It infuriated her and she threw the whip away in disgust."You can't turn everything to sex," she shouted and slapped the girl in the face with her hand. The effect was like cold water on Joan. Her mind cleared instantly."What does this collar mean then?" she demanded to know as loudly as her voice was able.Myrna was taken aback. In a sense, slapping Joan refuted everything bestial in Myrna's life.