I open my eyes and take in the view. I reach over and pack a bowl and take a few hits. Which is a mistake because I get so horny when I get high in th... morning and I was already rock hard from a good sleep. After about 10 minutes I wrap my blanket around me and head for the bathroom for a quick shower. Joy surprises me coming down the stairs and says she is going to make coffee and break. She is still in those shorts and her nipples are so hard poking through her thin tank top. She comes over. ”“Will she need to go back?”“Yea. She will have to testify and that won’t be pretty, but I want her as strong as possible, before we have to deal with all of that.”“I understand. So, what would you like for dinner tomorrow?” She asked trying to lighten the mood.“Anything you make is always good, so surprise me.”“See you tomorrow.”“Thanks Annie.” And he hung up.When the nurse came out of the room, he went back in.They had even taken pictures of her bruises. There was little physically wrong. Talk about humiliation. That's when I decided that making myself pretty for boys was simply not worth the effort. They should make the effort for us.Oprah: What kind of effort to most boys make?Jennifer: Well, you have to realize that this was in the mid 20s. H/H was still pretty new. Just like we had been brought up on dolls and makeup and dresses, boys had been brought up wearing pants and not caring much how they looked. It was kind of a gradual thing. Some of them were pretty slow to get. .." Meanwhile Jamal had recovered his erection, the mutual oral stimulation the women were obliging each other had him so worked up that for the umpteenth time that evening he feared for the fate of the chair upon which he sat. His cock jumped and kicked relentlessly as he flexed his arms and legs trying to break loose of his bonds, it was futile he knew, but he tried nevertheless. The sound of Shirley’s wet, muffled slurps filled in the room, and matched only by Loraine’s heavy panting,.