" the school bell thankfully put an end to that fantasy.It was the end of the school day , it was time to go to my appointment with mum and the nurse ..., as i walked slowly to her office i tried to make scene of my day , of my thoughts, maybe i did need help maybe i am perverted, should i tell them about it, I knocked on the nurses door and she told me to enter."drop you pants " yes nurse , i replied almost automatically she smiled and came over , i expected her to remove the cage but instead. If someone wants you, you send them to me. If I say yes, you give them the fuck of their life." I ... understand." Good, now no smiling, just look sexy and remember to pout those lips."With that the two made their entrance. The main ballroom was enormous. The wall hangings and chandeliers were opulent and the guests all dressed to the nines in gowns of varying colors and descriptions. Suffice it to say that despite the variance in hues and stylings all were elegant and expensive. The other. We checked the warehouse where Wendy had been kept but the gang had moved on though we didn't know where or even why. We knew we were not on a main road much less an Interstate. I thought that fact might be insulating us from unwelcome contacts. It also might be keeping us from good contacts.At our next group outing, we discussed a faster means of contacting each other. Other than CB's, no one had any ideas. In the back of my mind was that there were police radios and there should be more of. ‘Not everything that’s green is a weed, Mr. Appleseed,’ she said, smiling. ‘It’s helpful to make the distinction between what will bear food and what simply gobbles up nutrients. Here, let me show you.’ She pointed to a variety of weeds, naming them, and then showed me what young ‘good’ plants looked like. She suggested I use more caution in the future. I did my best. And so our gardening adventure began. We showed up every Saturday, ready for the week’s exercise. The days got longer and the.