I don't know whether to shit or wind my watch." What?" That's an old George Carlin quote. You didn't listen to George Carlin growing up? We'll have to... fix that. Anyway, my whole purpose in life is now centered around making sure you do that again, whenever I want, forever. What's the best way to do that? I don't know which way to go. Be nice to you so you'll like me and do it? Be mean to you so you do it out of fear? Tie you up so you can't get away? I dunno. One thing I do know is that, if. Valerie had been home only a few days when her mother had announced that they were going up to the cabin for a few days and wouldn't it be nice if she invited her friend Robyn to come along. It would give them a chance to catch up on the last six months.The first days of the trip had been pretty uneventful, just swimming in the lake, a little boating and barbecuing with the neighbors. Then this afternoon, Val's 14 year old brother, Bobby took a fall and twisted his ankle while climbing a tree.. I had complete control of her body, so I stood and watched the teen soap starlet Kerith Goswell sitting on the floor naked except for a skimpy bikini bottom, breathing heavily through her nose and massaging my cock in her mouth with muffled screams. Her breasts moved hypnotically as her chest rose and fell, and her eyes were wide and full of fear. In other words, she looked gorgeous. My blood was still up, so I did not spend long admiring Kerith in this way. Soon I began raising and lowering my. . peaceful institutional community..."It was the usual Green River boilerplate, and Jake tuned in and out of it. Itwas impossible to pay attention, especially with so many new distractionsthere to plague him. Jake tugged at the orange prison jumpsuit that had beenissued him; it was a little big on him, but it was the smallest size they hadavailable."...hope that you can integrate yourself into the population... uniqueadvantage to start anew... squander this rare opportunity... psychiatrists.