’ ‘Tonight, you will walk a Patrol of Honor, in the tradition of those of the Orange Order before you, and in the memory of those police officers ...nd citizen patrols that have served over the centuries before you. There are lanterns in front of you. When you agree to undergo the Patrol of Honor and we remove your blindfold, each of you will take one of the lanterns before you, and you will keep your lanterns with you at all times. If you choose not to undergo the Patrol of Honor, you will be. Heather was still rubbing her clit, her eyes closed and her mouth opened as her breasts rose and fell to her rhythms. “I have to pee a little more,” she suddenly said. “Again?” Heather smiled. “You gave me a lot of soda to drink.” “Let’s go,” I said. “No. I want to do it here,” Heather said. “You want to piss your jeans in the car?” I asked. “Yes,” Heather hissed. I undid my shorts and pulled out my cock. I leaned my seat back and started stroking myself. Heather continued to rub her. Smiling he began to run his fingers through her hair. A few moments passed when he lifted her chin so she was looking at him. ‘Don’t cry….’ He smiled as he wiped the tears off her face. She smiled as she felt the warmth of his hand on her face. He brushed the hair away from her face as her eyes locked with his. Time seemed to stand sill until she was brought back to reality by Duo’s lips gently pressed against hers. Everything seemed to cease to exist as if all that were there were her and. She stays at home, is seen by some psychologists. They test her for all kind of abilities and obvious problems. Soon they reach their verdict: . No more school and daily a double dose of anti-depressiva. Which happen to kill her lust for love or sex for the night. As she has to take her two different pills before she goes to bed, to make sure she shall sleep deeply. Without any dear 'dirty dreams'.Alessandra grows up healthily, in terms of early erotic discoveries and development. As for all.