After two hours of hard work, I was finished decorating her locker, then found a spot down the hall to hide and yet stand guard over my decorations so... they wouldn't be messed with until Jennifer could see them.It still amazes me to recall how long I waited patiently before Jennifer finally came down the hall. The time was well spent, however, for not only had I stopped five assholes from messing up my work, I got to witness Jennifer's reaction which was very positive to say the least.She never. I could feel his knuckles on my vagina while he undid his pants and belt. Releasing his cock. Shoving it inside me. He was fucking me. He was r****g me. Taking what no man has the right to take. I hated him so much then. I could feel my skin get hot and my rage flare. God I hated him...because I liked it. Oh heaven help my, I loved it! I began to cry then. No sobbing or choking through my underwear still jammed in my mouth. Just tears running down the sides of my face. He saw my. And that good looking fellow next to you is Paul D.' 'We don't spread rumors,' said Paul D. 'We do know what we are talking about and can prove what we say.'Franklyn said 'you should come with us with out making a scene, we know a place where no one will see us or bother us.' I was getting irritated by their boldness and quip back 'it seems that you saw something, or think you saw something. So how can you swear no one will know.'Paul D. stood and face away from the field and parted his coat,. Things were clicking along quite nicely. Oh certainly thatsoft-hearted Jacobs had become strangely upset when he'd killed thatagent of his, but hadn't they already talked about that? He told theman that Agent Mathews needed to be eliminated. Since clearly the MCOman was moving far too slowly he'd simply taken matters into his ownhands and alleviated the investigator of the responsibility. He shouldhave been thanking the doctor, not yelling at him. They would have tohave a little chat about that.