”“Okay then, Mandy said, defusing the situation. “Last night was a first for us all.”Saved by the bell. The oven timer dinged from the kitchen... Breakfast was biscuits, sausage gravy, and a vegetable frittata. Pretty darned good, really.After that, we stripped the severely spotted sheets from my bed, started the washer, then left for the day.I kinda understood that once we were in the car... “So, what do we REALLY think?” Ben posed.Mandy dives in. “From a strictly physical standpoint, it was. I was starting to see derogative messages scribbled on toilet block walls mention my name.As I was paraded around the yard by Rusty with his friends in tow, whispers felt like knives from the other students.A part of me felt embarrassed but then there was another tiny part of me that enjoyed the attention.Hell I was the top bully’s number one moll and this made me feel special.Some of his common actions would be to have an arm around my neck and shoulder, with his hand snaking its way inside my. Oh, my God! For how long has poor Sverker been abandoned in the cellar? Is he still alive?Ylva could no longer remain here, sitting on the bed. She needed to get out, to return home, to recompence. But nothing of her belongings had been possible to salvage from the wrecked car. Her handbag with keys, wallet and money was destroyed.The most obvious thing to do was of course to write a note and hand it over to the police. Ylva however realized that the consequences of that would be rather. He had three ladies to wash and dress and they were all in their late seventies. First up was Monica. Sitting up in bed, the first noticeable thing Charlie saw was her lusciously sagging wrinkled breasts through a see thru nightdress.‘Well, I understand you are Charlie, and working here for a few days’‘Yes Mam’‘No need for formality Charlie, just call me Monica’. Moving over she invited him to sit next to her.‘Now Charlie, I am an old bird, tell me why old ladies turn you on?‘Well Monica,.