He didn’t have the bathroom door closed and Mrs. Walsh saw more of Dylan than she had expected. He was standing over the toilet buck naked, his righ... hand jacking himself off. With the door open she could hear his moaning and the music coming from Brenda’s stereo. He had been so into what he was doing, he hadn’t heard the door open.She stood aghast, mouth open, her free hand dropping to her still moist crotch. He was so into what he was doing, his teeth were bared and he had bent slightly at. The door was open so Islid inside and quickly dropped to my knees."Master? You called for me?" I asked.He was going through papers on his desk, standing up and throwingthings to the side."What is this?!" he yelled. I looked up. He was holding my papers inhis hand."Master?" I asked again. I heard the door close behind me. I shook abit but did not look back. It was at that moment, I noticed that Alisawas kneeling at the side of the room, chained to the wall by hercollar. She didn't look at me.. She worked for her thirty percent.Babs reflected on the story that was circulating that Lacey had gotten shot, recently. Shot at was more likely, thought Babs. Assuming it wasn’t just one of those senseless drive-by shootings. And, of course the silly little bitch had tried to turn that to her advantage. Now she was spending people’s hard-earned tax dollars pretending to be in danger. And using a bodyguard for a date? That was just cheap.The fly in the ointment was the couple that came in. Where Sarah was pale and shaped perfectly for cheerleading, Violet was more ridged and firm. She was the school student body president and took her job serious. She tried to do things for the student body, such as obliterating meatloaf Mondays and leftover Tuesdays from the cafeteria. She was very smart and never had to work hard to get good grades. Physically she was five feet ten inches, with long black hair. Her eyes were a beautiful blue shade. Her breasts were on the small side, twenty six.