Now!”LindaAs I slipped inside I could hear Ron breathing. Asleep? I got a towel and wiped myself off as much as I could and slipped into bed, faci...g away from him. What was I going to do? Had I made a mistake? Had he seen me? Was he upset? I decided I had to know.“Are you awake?” “Yes.” “Were you outside?” “Yes.”I couldn’t stop now.“I thought you were watching. I didn’t let him fuck me.” “That’s good. I enjoyed watching him finger you and you suck him.” “Well I sucked him, but I didn’t. How embarrassing was that? The training bra fit me perfectly, I’m 18 but I have tits like a 10 year old girl.I was then given a hoodie sweatshirt to put on. Diane started to put my hair into two ponytails, one on each side. She then put a little makeup on my face. She also gave me a pair of panties to put on, they had Mickey Mouse on them. Now I really looked like a 10 year old girl.We went back out into the living room. There were a couple guys and a lady with video cameras. Mr. Orlando came. Wood floors with throw rugs to keep the noise down held a couple of deep couches and book cases. The entertainment centre, with a TV and stereo were against one wall. Opposite the kitchen wall was a series of high arched windows, the blinds fully retracted to let the morning light stream into the room. That it overlooked a small park and had a small Italian bistro on the ground level did not hurt its location either. ‘Make yourself comfortable. I will go and see if I can find you a shirt to. Their End Is Nigh! 40. Change of Plan. 41. Getting The Treatment – At Last! ——————————— 26. The Morning After … Batgirl slowly, languidly, stretched out her arm, her hand searching the opposite side of the big bed. She was still in that state of half-sleep where reality and dreams intertwined. But when her wandering arm failed to make contact with a warm, naked body, the reality side of her mind began to take control. She felt a wave of disappointment that she was sprawled across the white.