She leaned over and asked where my wife was. I told her that she was home snoring. “Good you can be my husband for the rest of the night” “oh...hh, be careful what you wish for” we laughed. The show was over and we continued to drink as the kids played in the pool. Around 11 it was time to clean up. Vicky’s husband had dragged over several coolers, tables, chairs, and yard toys. I asked her if she needed help with them. “you are my husband for the night, of course you need to help me” . "I nodded."So, viva le revolucion?"I grinned. "Viva le revolucion!" Mrs. Porter?" Yes?" I just wanted to say I think you're a good teacher." Why thank you Tony." And no matter what happens today, it's not about you, it's about the school."Mrs. Porter, who was twenty-four and as cute as any girl on the cheerleading squad gave me a suspicious look. "That sounds... interesting." She taught a double class of health. Mr. Wiltkins was supposed to teach half the class, but he'd broken his leg a week. One went behind me and got one of my better assets, my hips. He started pressing them, feels its size, feels the smell of pussy and ass and then started licking actually my ass. All of them bent down and busy with my assets. They were looking like those surrendered in front of me, my beauty and my jawani. Even they went below by legs, thighs, pussy and crossed it while licking up to my ass. They were also pressing and caressing my back, breasts with remaining hands. They all interchanged their. "I caught up with my transcriptions of class lectures and assigned reading. I really felt energized. I exercised and practiced the guitar before going to bed. One thing was a bit of a problem; my meals, especially breakfast, went way down in quality. I called Dorothy and asked if she could get the projected sites for the centers to me to take to Summerdale. Dorothy said, "Murphy will get that together for you. When do you need it?" I want to take it Wednesday when I go."She asked, "We'll have.