Jim was driving and pulled into a little remote parking spot surrounded on 3 sides by trees maybe 50 feet away. We toked and joked awhile, chasing sw...igs of Jack with cold beer, and my week's worries were washed away by the buzz and the friendly conversation. Two other cars pulled in to park as far away from ours as possible, and two middle aged guys got out to walk into the woods. "I bet I know what they're doing", Jim said, "They're gonna queer each other." I knew he was right, but didn't. On that subject, Sylvia was doing post-graduate work.Sylvia wore a T-shirt and jeans, stark naked underneath. As usual, Cindy wore a dress. Cindy almost always wore a dress, because it made her feel properly feminine.Both girls settled on Sylvia's bed in her room, with a stack of books. Cindy did not smoke, but she always watched Sylvia puff with fascination."The world is divided into chickenshit watchers and brave doers," Sylvia told her, casually blowing smoke in Cindy's face. "You want to be. And they talk about budget cuts and I keep getting a stall."She had gotten in the habit of tracking when discipline was handed out, andwanted to be on hand for her study, and also now because she loved to watch.She brought a book along in case it was a slow day. She also began changing her clothing since the guards were quite flexible, especially when performing discipline. She wore a very low cut dress today, braless, and a short microskirt, with little jewelry. She liked making her impact. I told you this was serious business." You did," she said softly. "Okay, I can live with that." So, you're going on the pill, and dating lots of boys and going to college," said Jill."I'm definitely going on the pill and dating lots of boys," said Mandy. "I'm not promising anything about College. I like working the boat, and Uncle Bob needs a full time mate." She didn't blush this time. "We might even expand the business some day." We'll see," said Bob, who wasn't too worried about it. He was.