“Melanie, strip!” Jennifer said.Melanie’s eyes got wide, but she quickly removed her top, showing she wasn’t wearing a bra. My mind flashed ba...k to the very first time I had been with her. It wasn’t the same top, but it was similar. She pushed down her jeans and panties and stepped out of them.“Get on the bed. Face down.”“What?”“Melanie, just do what I say. And no talking.”I saw Melanie’s face as she went to the bed. Melanie Spencer was nervous. I had never seen that before, but then again, I’d. "Conventional anesthetics would have left you bruised and uncomfortable, but this technique reduces the physical trauma and leaves you with a pleasant post-hypnotic glow."Slowly, Margaret raised her head. A man was leaning over her, a distinguished-looking man in his mid-fifties. A name swam into her mind. "Doctor Calvin. That's who he is. He's going to fix me..." Pleasant," she murmured aloud. "Yeah." Now, what do you think of your new breasts?" Oh... oh my God." Realisation burst through. I saw him react and watch me jacking off through the 1 foot gap. he watche from around 4 beds away. others cant see me since i had all my clothes acting as curtains but he had a great view.------ then there was this singaporean guy who took the bunk opposite my bunk on the other side. timing was good that time that we were the only ones who were there. so when he went out of the bathroom and got to his bunk, i already cleared my clothes hanging on the railings so he could see me. Indeed he saw. Mom asks me for my help to get up and I proceed to help her up. So what did you think of the show, she asks me, but I dont say a word as I pull on her hair to see if its not the bitch in a disguise. Boy, you better late go of my hair before I slap you so hard I make your head do a 180. Yup, its her. I recognize those threats anywhere. Sorry, I thought you might be the bitch, I say apologetically. The bitch? Oh, you mean Lily. You know you shouldnt call her that. She is like your aunt and now.