She said I did good for my first time playing. I thought I did pretty well too, but I knew I'd get better with some more practice.We drove back, and t...he same guy came out who helped Mr. Chalmers and me that first time. He took care of everything just like he did before, but Mrs. Parsons didn't pay him any money like Mr. Chalmers had. He was a good sport about it though, and didn't say anything to her. We went up and went to the restaurant. After all of that exercise, I was really hungry. I got. (Captain GunNuts strikes again!) One of the gang members kept his cool enough to put a bullet through Bianca's leg. I was too close to the edge to hide the other side-effects of healing, which opened my strike team's eyes to how many points of standard deviations I stood from normal.The gang had more prisoners than we expected. I counted over twenty in our building. Bianca kept counting the people over and over as we waited for the zombies to finish their meal. Her eyes said it all--the new. "Good night, Nina," I told her, then turned to leave the room."Sir?"I turned back around. "Yes, Nina?"There was a moment of silence, while she looked up at me from her bed, mulling over whatever she was going to say. Finally, her courage failed her. "Never mind, sir. It's nothing." Good night, then," and I turned and walked out of her room.... FUCK. I had misplayed my hand. I was so sure I held all the cards and could push wherever and whenever I wanted. I knew there was still a chance that. Well look what the disgusting pervert did! Look what she did on Judy's little panties!"Taking the panties Miss Jones saw the wet white spunk on the black nylon, "Disgusting! Oh you poor young girls must have been frightened!"Judy with downcast eyes, said in a simpering little girls voice, "Panties forced me onto the bed and put her sissy thing against my little panties, and made them all wet."Millie was struggling. To maintain her composure, and not to burst out laughing at Miss Joan's.