Reputations and all that. It was nothing more than a small story that got taller with each telling as time passed. A time when this girl wasn't in my ...ife. "Can you help me?" she asked suddenly as she stood in front of the bed with her hands covering her crotch, "Um, I need to use your bathroom. I'm all squishy."I shook the past from my mind and got off the bed to help her. "Need a hand?" I asked her as I guided her into the restroom which was decorated top to bottom in white tiles.Heather spun. Mary was pleading with them, "Please don't hurt him. Just leave us alone and go away." Jake went through my pockets and my wallet. He read my name from my driver's license. He told Mary, "Carl needs to learn to obey when given an order. I will teach him some manners and how to obey."Jake told the two guys holding me down to let me stand up. They lifted me to my feet. Jake told me, "Take off your shirt and socks Carla." His menacing manner left no doubt whether or not I should obey him. I took. I was still awake when Marsha slid in beside me, but I didn't let her know that.The next morning I spent most of my time in Seymour's office. He had let his girl have the day off. I spent an hour making copies of the papers that Seymour had drawn up on the computer and two more hours collating and putting them into mailing envelopes. Seymour had made shipping labels to all of the local newspapers and television stations and several of the national ones. It was all pure crap. I knew it and. Let me kiss you and touch you in every loving way I can imagine.” Greg gave his body and amorous soul to her, and Laura paid homage in every way. At three in the morning, with one full dose of her lover’s sperm in tummy and three more deep inside vagina, Greg returned his birthday date to the door whence they left eight hours earlier. “You can give me the kiss you have wanted to give all night before I turn into a pumpkin.” Laura left her dress with Greg at her doorstep. Snuggled next to Dan.