“Today, we will find out what little boys are made of!”
The End
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There was a little nurse who had a little curl
Right in the middle of her forehead;
When she was good, she was so very, very good,
And when she was bad she was more than horrid. A pressing quite unlike the wriggling finger that had explored earlier. He told her that he wanted children and that Gill would be a so much better person as a mother than a lawyer. She could feel the heat of his breath on the skin of her breasts and felt a rising sense of pleasure, a sort of emotional ecstasy that left her short of breath. But, that had faded and the visits had become a simple check-up on his state. Perhaps he could appeal to Gill to stop this nightmare and release him from the nurse who had raped him? “The examination board is always three people. *****
The door opened and a dim light flooded the cell.
