Jaclyn couldn’t stop her mind from drifting back to how her panties became saturated in the first place. She continued to try and shake these though...ts but they refused to go away. Her mind filled with the image of Nick on her bed stimulating himself with her undies. She could see it as though it was right in front of her; his head back on her pillows, his hand compressing the soft material of her panties around his stiff penis.She started running faster, trying to run away from her perverted. She writes on a piece paper your basic commands,come inside, go outside, come here, and a couple others in the oldlanguage that Kyley uses."Here is a list of basic commands for her. Basically have your guardspoint to something, have her read it and she can figure it out." Shehands the paper to Twain.Becky turns to me. "Kyley...I just gave Mr. Twain a list of basiccommands for you to read, so now...you know what they want you to do.They will point at one, you read it and its simple from there.. That means a lot to us and we’re here to help.”“Help? In what way? Like telling me where to find a good sex ther****t?” I asked as the first thing coming to my mind. You don’t need a ther****t,” they laughed, “unless you think of us as ther****ts.” Peals of laughter between the two followed, and they were trading mischievous looks. I was nervous and upset. I calmed their laughter when I shouted, “I think you boys have better start explaining yourselves, or I’m gonna have to ask you to leave.. A rather muted Abe had told him about the program. He knew his brother well enough to know that his brother would want to get a bonus, but that it would be hard for him to do. The other kids in the school didn’t think that much of working hard on schoolwork.“It’s going to be tough for him. I get the impression that a lot of the kids around here don’t think much of working hard,” remarked Jerry.“Are you saying that you think Blacks are lazy?” asked Martin rather disturbed by the comment.“Not.