Actually, I kind of like it. I think they were being nice to me," saidNineteen becoming cheery again.I nodded. My curiosity was piqued, but I was so t...red. It was hard toconcentrate."I'll show you in the showers," she added conspiratorially.She then dragged me into the washroom, where she helped me strip off myuniform - it would have been all but impossible without her help. Onlythe gag remained in place.It felt really strange to be without my butt-plug, and my anus didn'twant to close up. Something had happened toher parents: they weren't there. There was a bad guy there: Angeline.Therefore, it was okay for her to enter the combination and pull out thegun.Her father had told her that sometimes just hearing the loud CHK-CHKsound of shells being loaded into it would scare the bad guys away, soshe waited until she left her parents' room to put the shells in andchk-chk the gun. Angeline looked up at her, staring uncomprehendingly.Tamara sucked in a breath of air; well, Dad had only. "Well don't think I'm going easy on you, get back on that treadmill," I ordered. Without hesitating he jumped back on and put it to full speed. I tied my wet hair into a messy bun and sat stretched while he ran on the treadmill and caught him out the corner of my eye looking at my curves while I did the usual downward dog. "Slacker," I cough. "Its nice outside, wanna workout in your garden?" he asks. "Sure." I step back and watch his perfect body walk through my patio doors onto the freshly. I had just started cleaning when I heard the bell on the front door ring indicating that a customer had entered the store hollered that I would be right there trying to hurry and finish what I had started. There was a knock at the restroom door, I said to give me a minute, and continued cleaning down on my knee's getting the last from the corner. Just as I started to straighten back up a hand was on my shoulder (I realized that I hadn't locked the bathroom door) when I looked up I was looking.