We all showered together and had breakfast, then they suggested that I was ready for some serious fucking.”“What does that mean?”“First up San...ra lay on the bed on her back with her legs spread wide. Maria knelt between Sandra's legs and put her face into Sandra's crotch. I could see that Maria was licking up and down Sandra's slit, poking her tongue inside Sandra's fuck hole at the bottom, and licking her clit at the top. Reg positioned himself behind Maria and pushed his erect cock into. The Professor lay in a hospital bed not two floors away from where Emma had been sleeping and complained long and loudly about me and how I had crippled him. Seeing an opportunity for revenge, or mischief at the very least, he told the police officer at his bedside, and anyone that would listen, that the savage that had blasted his hand to bits was part of the whole thing. The nurses on his ward had not yet met Emma or me or heard our strange story and had some real, if only temporary,. And there he sat with me, just as in the old days,waiting quietly until I could get a grip on myself." Then we went for coffee, and he told me how things were with him. Hesaid that lying in the hospital, he couldn't handle the rage, and theself-contempt, and the loathing. When they released him he was stilltaking a dozen showers a day. He went crazy, he said, and he stillcouldn't sleep without terrible nightmares. Any large man stillterrifies him, he said. He thought it was somehow his. Wordlessly, I picked up my lighter and stood up, well aware of how thepetticoat I was wearing under my uniform was making its pink satin skirtflare out around my knees, offering Mrs. Jones an unobstructed view ofpretty much everything.?Thank you, dear,? she said as I lit her cigarette, then, still leaningover the fence towards me, gently pushed my sweatshirt off my satin-cladshoulders, first one, then the other, until it slid down on the floor. Ifelt a sudden chill on my thin, hairless arms,.