I’m fat, not stupid. I do want to learn to dance though but I also want some male companionship as Mom calls it whenever she brings some drunk home ...from the bar.”I just smiled and let her continue to talk.Tina went on, “You see none of the boys that I know want anything to do with me. Honestly, I’ve tried. They don’t even want to feel me up. They only want the skinny girls with no tits.”I thought for a moment and waited to see if she was done before asking, “So how big are your tits?”Tina. I had a fantastic morning fuck.” “So was there anything, besides the not cumming a second time, that you didn’t like?” “No, what about you?” “The plug inside me pushes on something that makes it almost impossible for me to hold out on cumming. Does it do anything extra for you?” “I felt a pressure building up and it was fantastic during orgasm. I definitely want to try it again when you have more stamina.” “That’s a deal.” “Before we try again, maybe we should get some sleep, it’s only,” I look. I’ve never come across so many rules.Anyway, I think you have all the information you need now. That is what I do for a living.You’re laughing? Thanks!But there are upsides to my job. Some of the horniest women on this planet walk through my shower. Trust me when I say that. I have seen slender women with small breasts and legs as long as their bodies ask me to wash them between their thighs. I take my time with them obviously. Rule seven is that if you are asked to wash someone, be pedantic. This wasn't a gigantic school, but there were still over a thousand students. I made my way with others - some looking quite familiar with everything and a somewhat smaller number looking almost as confused as I was myself. Eventually I found Mr. Braxton's room and went in and took a seat along with twenty some other students.Not surprisingly the first days still seems somewhat of a blur. I was taking English, Geometry, Biology, German, Health and Physical Education, and something called Intro.