One shall remain anonymous, as I would not want to jeopardize his present employment. The other two I will identify. They are Bill Steelforth of the S...eelforth Agency, well known to most of you, and Morgan Richmond of Richmond Slendabond, also well known to this audience. With the help of these gentlemen the necessary evidence and lawsuit was formed to bring about my emancipation. I hope my experience may help to shed light on the issues I am sure you will soon be voting on. Thank you."I. I guess if her body had been saying something different, I’d have stopped. But she just melted into me as I undressed her, and the more I didn’t stop, the more she melted. Oh fuck! (‘That was it?’ I asked.) Well the rest you know. I guess. You fumble around, you do what feels good, she hurts, she stops hurting, she asks for more, and more. And after you finish you’re done. Onions. (‘What the fuck is it with you and your onions?’) I’ll tell you later. *** Which, he eventually did. I tell you,. Lunch time came around with other class members leaving and having a laugh at the fact i was in for a detention or something similar, with the classroom now empty she came to my desk looking down on me and muttered, "what will it take to get you focused", i just shrugged as she leant forward with her hands on my desk, but could,nt take my eyes of those huge breasts just inches away from my face, i know she was aware i was staring, and i caught a fleeting grin on her face as she saw i was. Most of it she didn’t even register. It was as if she was going to faint or something, as if her consciousness was retracting ever so slowly. She shook her head, trying to get a grip of her self. She grabbed her head, her arm felt heavy and languid. It didn’t react the way she wanted it to at all. It just wailed through the air. ‘I still don’t feel good,’ she said. ‘I think I need a little break.’ Her voice sounded weak, her words started to slur a little. ‘Of course not silly girl,’.