My shower is down that hall. You will find everything you need to thoroughly clean yourself and shave you pussy. Be sure to get it all. Like the cheer... coach, I don’t like a hairy pussy or ass. You may use the shower now.”Grinning broadly, Ann turned toward the bathroom. Before leaving she looked over her shoulder and said, “I’ll be back as soon as I can, Jason.” Then she stopped, turned, and stepped toward Jason. “Do you really like my boobs?”Jason took Ann into his arms and hugged her tightly.. ”Dwayne rubs the back of his neck. “Not really,” he groans. “Principal Bodner made me scrub it clean, along with the entire wall. In order to avoid suspension I have to paint the entire outside of the gym.”“Harsh.”“Yeah, you’re telling me,” he frowns. “So what did you have to show me, bro?”Trent nearly forgot. “How the hell can I forget?” he mumbles. “So, yeah, I went to the store. The place is full of all kinds of junk, and I was about to leave when I found this.” He excitedly drops to the. "Come on, Elizabeth," I admonished myself out loud, "It's not going to happen so don't even think about it." The trouble was I'd done nothing but think about 'it' for the last three hours, ever since my interview with Mister Hayles had come to a somewhat surprising conclusion.How had that young man managed to turn a simple disciplinary matter into a challenge?I made my way to the front room and opened the liquor cabinet and poured two inches of Glenfiddich into a crystal whiskey tumbler. My. “They'll think you're guilty of ALL the murders if you kill me. It'll blow their minds. I'm already dead, remember? Plus, my DNA is as close to yours as anyone on earth. Fuck that 'copy number variants' shit on gene matching. You left enough DNA in those girls' homes and pussies to confuse anyone.”“So what?” I shouted.“If they start with the assumption that you're the killer, they'll be able to poke holes in a genetics defense. You're fucked, bro. The only way you stay off death row is.