I shut my locker and walked towards the door. I walked out and looked up into the sky, the sun was shining and there was not a cloud in the sky, a bea...utiful day. But the only thing I could think about was whether or not I wanted to give my virginity to my boyfriend John. Once I got home I decided that I would go for a jog. So I went upstairs to my room, and threw my bag on the floor next to the door. Walking towards my closet I began to undress. I started by pulling off my uniform top and. When I'd opened the door, she had a basic hello-type smile, but now that changed to a grin. "You're Tony aren't you? Speak English?" Uh..." Habla Espanol?" Uh..." Parlay-view Fran-case? German? Latin? Swahili?"My brain was slowly spinning down, and I tried to remind myself that I was in love with what's-her-name. I mean, Tami."Uh, I'm Tony." He speaks. That's a start."I knew I was being insulted, but I didn't care. Her voice tasted like honey with just a little tang. God, southern accents were. I was not permitted to wipe after I pissed. I had towear the same panties a couple of days in a row. When urinating at home, I had to step into the tub, nakedfrom the waste down, and cup my hands between my legs so they became wet withpiss. (The way in which this was described to me was to think of myselfas a little girl at a party where my parents were present. I have to goto the bathroom and am standing in the hallway, trying to get theirattention. I hold it and hold it and finally can't. “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH HER!” Steven howled at The Queen as she passed by him. He strained at his bindings in an effort to grab at her, but she simply giggled softly as she continued unabated. “Oh? You seem to care for this one over the rest…” The Queen remarked back towards Steven, now gently stroking Zoey’s trembling, tear-covered cheek. The girl shot a worried, pleading look towards her brother. “Perhaps you would like to answer my question for her, then?” The Queen tilted her head quizzically.