I had been gone a year, with no word. That’s not a simple thing to overlook. I noticed Carmen always went to one particular little grocery store a b...ock and a half down the street from her building, even though there was a larger, better-stocked, one closer. I wondered why. Maybe they had something there that the other place did not. I had to admit that it was a cozy little place. Pretty good selection of fresh vegetables and fruits, although the meat counter was lacking. But that wouldn’t have. ”“I am. You weren’t kidding about how he works his cock. As for him, are you kidding, he’s out like a light. What about you? Tiffany, you need his cock in you too.”“No. I don’t. It might be best that I don’t. I’m not going to see Mr. Reynolds anymore after today.”“What?”“Bree, I might be falling in love with him.”“Wow. Tiffany, that’s great!”“No it isn’t.”“Sure it is.”“It’s just not fair to him, to his job. It’s too risky. You know?”“Tiffany, what good relationship is just fair and not at all. July 27th will always be a holiday for me. On that date Ms. Thornton, a counselor at Understanding High, invited me to attend the school."Dean, first things first. You have been selected to attend Understanding High." she informed me. "Do you have any questions before we go any further?" Was I selected for my size or my other problem?" I needed to know."For both," Ms Thornton told me. "But either one would have qualified you."She explained more about Understanding High. "There will no hassling. I felt something in mymouth, and looked again in the mirror. I had on some kind of gag, butnot a gag. Whatever it was was held in place with straps of clearplastic that seemed to be hooked behind my head, but under the wig. Ibegan feeling with my tongue, and found that I had a ring of some sortin my mouth that sat on my teeth, and had a ridge on both sides, so thatit held my teeth apart, and thus my jaw, and would not slip off, eitherin or out. With some effort I was able to close my mouth.