They probably all think I’m some kind of perv. ‘ ‘Then I notice during lunch, one of her friends Karen Rogers, is checking me out. Karen’s no...t quite as hot as Debbie, but she’s got great legs and a pretty face. Long blonde hair. Cheerleader type, you know. So after school, I catch up with her and ask her out. She blushes and says ‘yes’.’ ‘Aha,’ Dr. Morgan said as she speared her notepad with her pen. ‘I’m guessing you didn’t get the same reaction from Karen that you got from Debbie.’ She. I slowly started rubbing my shaft and she was touching herself. She had lifted her skirt up to her hips and her legs were now wide apart. I could already feel myself ready to cum and I was worried what would happen if I shot cum all over her table or chair. I would often shoot cum several feet and there's no telling where it would land.I slowed my stroking in an effort to control myself as she picked up her pace. Karen was holding her pussy apart with one hand and rubbing her clit very fast. It was full of reporters and I took a deep breath before sitting down in front of the microphone. I read my prepared statement and took a few questions. They were all sympathetic, and covered stuff I'd gone over with Anna. When all of the Democrats on the committee had finished, Mr. Witt asked me a few questions about the girls that had gotten raped before me. Then he turned the questioning over to Representative Foreman of North Dakota, an older man with large glasses."Ms. Black, you said you. Better to be a prisoner in my room than to be the guest of honour at thegallows, I reasoned.I had settled down to watch some re-run of an old UK cop show. I'd seenthe episode before. I remembered it as the one where the WPC getskidnapped. It's a great scene where she gets bound and gagged in an olddeserted warehouse. Bondage is another fantasy of mine, but I'll leavethat for another time. I might have gotten involved with the show if ithadn't been for the rap on the door. I looked up to see.