They couldnt see the tears of humiliation running down my face humiliation at their actions and at my own animal reaction. But the embarrassment wasnt... over yet. Please let me go I pleaded after a while I am cramping up and I really need to pee. Do you really need to pee that badly? asked Bill, unnecessarily because he knows I need to pee after sex and he has always respected my desire for privacy while I do it. This time however, he simply spread newspapers on the floor between my legs and said. No... , you don't need to help with the paddling, Let me take care of that. Memory River, this river you and I are now sailing on, is such a beautiful place. So all you need to do is relax and just enjoy the trip.Now... , If you will look off over on the left bank there, you can see the grass looks lush and green. Have you ever noticed how the grass from the past always looks greener?Anyway, we've been moving quite rapidly. What you see going by on the opposite bank is the Decade of the 1960's.. Two of the old manager's toadies have set some sort of a trap. They think it will discredit you and Andy, and maybe, somehow, bring back the way things were. Especially the old policies about morfs.Any details?Not much, yet. I'll keep trying.Do they think you're coming? Angel wondered whether their thoughts could be a deliberate ruse.No. They know my part's finished, and are insultingly glad that I won't be there.Angel understood, and let Lena get on with her "listening."Angel had her father. .. He turned around and looked at his ass in the mirror -- and got caught doing it by some freshman, who he frowned at and hoped that was enough discouragement -- but the kid's nervous giggle rankled. Dammit! He was a guy -- wasn't he? Or were Ed and Mike right? He thought about the cheerleading team; if the guys thought he was a girl, and the girls thought he was a girl -- and his dick really wasn't a major source of proof, one way or another... Maybe he WAS a girl -- a broken girl, who had.