George's attention was pretty well centered on my nipples and Barb's big boobs.When Barb interrupted, saying she needed to catch the bus home (all acc...ording to the plan) I broke off the session. George stood up, clearly reluctant to end the meeting. "Perhaps I could give you both a ride," he suggested. We pretended to consider the offer while inside we were both jumping up and down.It was all too easy. That should have warned me about George. But I was nineteen and still pretty naïve. We. The man's name was Alexis. He wasn't popular, handsome, or very successful in life. In fact, his life sucks. He has a good job that gives him enough money to pay for what he needs, but he was craving a more social life. Alexis didn't have many friends back in school he was bullied and even now his tormentor still continues to ruin his life. It is what happened this night. Alexis went to the gym and like always he went there very late at night because he didn't want to be seen by his tormentor. " Well. At least you can talk now. Your patient looks happy. And he doesn't stink anymore."Sissy giggled again."Were you here before he got his bath?" No, S. No, Jeff." Well, then, you don't know what I'm talking about. Your brother smelled pretty rotten this morning. They wanted to take him down to the morgue, but Nancy talked them out of it." He held his hand up to his mouth so I couldn't see his lips. "I think he and Nancy over there have something going on. What do you think?" Well, I don't. Without saying a word, JoAnn goes over to Henrietta and unlocks her cuffed wrists. She then pulls my friend and neighbor over to one of the open pillories, has her bend over and place her neck and wrists in the designated openings, then closes the top – locking Henrietta in one of the 'ATM Machine' pillories. Then, she comes to me and repeats the performance. Soon I am also locked into the last remaining pillory. She then takes what looks like a window caulking gun and squirts some sort of.