Michael wasn't scared because he knew how it would be. He just sat quietly thinking how he fucked up his life. He wished he had done good in school. H...is parents would have paid for college. He got used to making money. d**g dealers make lots of money. Even when he was a k** he sold pot to his friends.If he was a better k** and went to college, he might not be going to jail right now. He wouldn't be worrying about things that would never occupy your mind. Michael was hoping he wouldn't be fucked. When the two of them finally emerged from the changing room over an hour later, they headed to the till to pay for the items. Her hair was a tousled mess and all of the red lipstick she’d been wearing previously had mysteriously been smeared off someplace else.He hadn’t completely fucked her and taken her to the fullest whilst she tried on the chosen items, but they’d both definitely got a real good taste of what to was to cum.He handed over a lot of the items and then tossed a few price labels. He then did a lot of writing in the chart and said he would be back shortly and he left the room. The nurse told me I could lie down or sit but just to relax for a while and she would be back shortly. Within a few minutes a different nurse came to my room to take me for the x-ray. We didn’t go too far away just down a few hallways and they took an x-ray of my chest. Then I was brought back to my room. When I returned there was a table covered by a cloth sitting in the room and there were. . what am I doing... It's Saturday. She walked over to her alarm and picked it up. "4 AM! What the hell... " She jerked the cord out from the wall and threw the clock into the corner. Every muscle in her body screamed for her to go back to bed, to get some more rest... Janice plopped back onto her bed and tried to go back to sleep, but even as she laid there she new it wouldn't do her any good. As tired as she was, she new once she woke up, that was it. She would stay awake. She looked around.