When Jean had pressed her to name her lover, she refused, so he beat her until she confessed that it was his closest friend, Jacques le Gris. Jean was...furious and wanted justice.“Surely, he forced himself on you!” he demanded of his wife. “Confess the truth and swear an oath, so that I can have him hung for his crimes!”“I’ve told you the truth!” Jeanne fired back. “He did not rape me! I willingly gave myself to him. I fucked him, and I liked it. If he wanted me again, I’d gladly fuck him right. It’s me, Akiko, I’m so sorry. I’m locked out, please will you let me in?” There was a rapid squawking from the other end which included “what happened?” and “I’ve been so worried about you.” “I’m coming now,” said Akiko, and hung up. “Well …” she said, looking at me. “I’ll come with you,” I said. That after all was an essential part of my fantasy Part Two. She looked at me, her eyes dancing with merriment. “That would make two of us locked out of our rooms, nude,” she said. For answer I. We all enjoyed ourselves, finishing three bottles of avery good wine. People began leaving before it got toolate, all of them congratulating us on our happymarriage. Finally, everyone was gone except for Wendyand me, and her brother John who was living with hisparents until he found a permanent place to stay.After everyone had left, John asked if he could kissWendy as he wasn’t at our wedding and didn’t kiss herwhen she was just married. Of course, I gave mypermission.The kiss John. After class in the locker room, Miss Richards was passing by her stall and she stopped to ask Afton if her ankle was okay, since she had rolled it over while playing volleyball. Afton replied, “Oh, it’s not too bad, it just hurt for a few minutes, nothing to worry about!” “Well,” Miss Richards rejoined, “I want you to come to my office for a minute so I can give it one more look.” Afton, in just her bra and panties, followed the teacher into her small cubby hole of an office at the far end of.