Guilt ruined the farewell kiss from Sharon and the tight hug from Belinda. Would you turn your back, Igor? Hot xxx She was a slender little thing in skinny jeans, a polo shirt with the logo of the local university, and a baseball cap with a wavy dark ponytail sticking from it. I pushed my improvised food cart into their cell. “When you put your finger inside me in Vince’s lab, you tore my hymen.”
“Sadie, we’ve talked about that. Why were you in that club?”
“Me? Since when do you think? “We’ll explain.”
There was a lot of whispering, and then the new voice said, “But, I’m not a nun. Master wasn’t happy about that.”
“She’ll be upset when she sees what she’s wearing,” Sharon said, “but I think I can get her through that part.
