"Out in the back, Dorothy asked Polly to come over. She sat her down andasked firmly, "Do you like Diego?" Polly blushed and tried to deny it butadmit...ted:, "He's cute." Dorothy sighed and asked her, "Would you like togo out with him when the others go on their dates?" Polly's eyes grewwide at the realization, leading her to blurt out, "Yes!"Dorothy gave her a stern, "You know he can't get you pregnant but thatdoesn't mean you can just do things that you shouldn't do yet. Keep yourhands to. " He coughed. "Miss Lacey is a very nice lady, Sir. I would be unhappy if she was messed around."I wondered what his definition of 'unhappy' was and how it would be demonstrated. "Paul, Miss Lacey is a very nice lady and I also would be unhappy if she was messed around."The grim visage softened and morphed into something that could be viewed as a smile. "I am glad we see things the same way, Sir." He withdrew his hand and the doors closed.I pressed the button for floor five, noting that it was. She has told me to donate anything left to Goodwill. I cry as I sort out her things. I can’t help but drift back to where we bought this or she wore this on that date. I come across a light cotton jacket she wore during her pregnancy. I cry as I clutch the soft garment. I feel something inside the breast pocket. It looks to be several letters. They are letters that Marie wrote to Jennifer. I brace myself as I slide to the floor to read them. I feel ill I am so overcome with emotion. Marie has. Her mind didn't want to concentrate on anything but another orgasm, her body was still stimulated, her nipples rubbed on the shirt aching to be pulled, she struggled for words, all the time she fought to regain any sense the men moved closer, Ian could now see the large plastic cock trapped behind her back.She just said, "Why don't, eerr, em you," when he took her arm and jerked her forward, the cock clattered to the floor. Pauline, confused and still highly aroused, turned and bent to pick it.