“Hi the Cheri! Come on in.” Said the man from her past. David was getting close to fifty but he really looked much like he did when they first met... except his brown hair was now streaked with grey.Mary entered the room and could feel his eyes on her. The room was the type so typical in this seedy section of town. The rate for the room was probably by the hour. Then Mary saw the video playing on the TV. It was the younger version of herself sucking the cocks of a dozen men. She wanted to be. Both Moms' were on call if they were needed during the day.Lisa Coles (Jenny's mom) was going to tutor in the class room most nights. She had retired from the school district and had been getting antsy until she started tutoring my mates, but that was on the down side with them almost finished college. Ching Lee, Vicky and Lorrie only had two classes to do in the final two semesters. Marcy only had one and that was to finish her business degree. Marcy had been communicating with her business. Professor Barrington's house was little different than the others.From the outside, it was a slightly run down red brick house. The lawnwas mowed, but the flower beds were unkempt and an open window and thesound of classical music told me that the professor was home. I pausedthere for a moment, the music was soft, and I listened for sounds ofconversation. It wouldn't do any good if he had company.Before I could summon up more courage, I heard a rough squeaking ofwood and metal and looked up to. " I'll be in my cabin — or wherever — for eight o'clock reports. Com if you need me." Aye, aye Ma'am. Captain leaving the bridge."At four morning, the tannoys erupted with the trumpet blast of the wake up and stand to call. Startled students, screamed, yelled, or pulled the pillow over their head as the full glare of daytime lighting burned its way into semi stuperose minds. The LHs, already in work dress, moved from the board and began gently persuading reluctant students to leave the comfort.