The room was nothing special, nor was the house, but it would be a place to sleep while the men did the floors. i gave them a rent deposit and headed ...out to do some shopping. There are some fun, off-beat shops by the college campus, but parking is impossible so i hardly every go there. Fortunately the frat house had it's own lot so i could leave the car and walk.I returned about 10 p.m.Musky and George, another Brit, were in the TV room and i joined them in watching a soccer game. They call it. The anticipation was almost unbearable. It was exciting and scary at the same time. My fear was that they were just screwing with us, like it had been planned in a side meeting between them just to get a rise out of bill and I. The women look at each other and the giggles stopped. I waited for the hammer to come down, they were suddenly serious and it stared me. Did I just ruin a great night? Was it over, all in seconds I was replaying the question in my head, mentally kicking my own ass. Then. Shirl came in with a slip of paper with the info I'd asked for."I guess it isn't too bad a break," I remarked."Hunh?" They'd have shot her right away otherwise." Shirl gaped at me. "Gotcha!" You win."The rest of the day was unexciting. I spoke with both of Des' instructors. They seemed gratified to know what was going on, but unconcerned. Before I left for the (long) weekend, I told Shirl that she could take Friday off, as long as the answerphone was turned on. I stopped for fuel on the way. And when she made no protest I guess he took that as permission to explore even further. He slipped his hand under her jeans and down her ass crack and began to squeeze her firm taunt rear end. Still she did nothing. He shoved his hand further down her crack to around to her vagina area and he began to rub and finger her there. She ground her ass against his hand."Hhmmm." she moaned as she announced to everyone in the room her acceptance of this stranger's fingers playing with her pussy.I just.