I tell Miss Trant about Paulie's progress, not exactly mentioning my part in it or where the pills are coming from, but she's not a complete idiot. I ...hink it makes her hot. She talks too much about "the concept of total rehabilitation," which I think has to do with Paulie.Anyway, this goes on for a few years. Eventually I make parole and go back home. After a while, Paulie's maybe eighteen he makes parole, too, Miss Trant's gonna be his P.O. too. She's got this "buddy system" now where one guy. Peaches barely had time to draw breath before the whip landed again, making her squirm on the vibrator even as she screamed in pain, the lash like fire on her already abused breasts! She remembered feeling herself tip over into climax once more, and then… nothing.When Peaches awoke it was in her old cell in the Prince’ stables, and the young stablehand who had always favoured her was in her cell with her, stroking her between her legs. She sighed, knowing that the boy wouldn’t dare to make. "Opening the shirt I teased her nipples into hard little buds of desire as she sucked at my tongue."This is what I want for breakfast" I said and dropped to my knees between her legs,"Oh no Jamie don't" she tried to pull me back up to my feet, "No darling, I've not showered yet, I'm all sweaty and horrible!" Sweaty yes" I said with a chuckle, "Horrible, never!" and kissed the slightly stubbly mound above her sex."Jamie, oh God, you're insatiable" she giggled as my tongue parted the folds of her. "Oh God," said Kylie, out of breath. "You guys... thank you both... Oh Whitney that's so nice... so nice." Hey!" I interjected. "You should congratulate us!" For what?" asked Kylie. "Fucking me so awesomely?" No, silly. We're getting married!"Kylie was confused, she pulled herself away from Whitney's mouth a little. "But... I mean... You both just... you're getting married?"Whiteny tried to explain. "It's all good, Kylie. We're deeply in love and want to spend our lives together! But we can.