I was in shock as she described goingto the apartment of the man who she let pick her up, doing an impromptustrip tease for him, and then having wild ...sex. She laughed at me andreminded me that I was no longer man enough to do that for her. She toldLupe that she was taking me into the bedroom so I could give her a 'bonusorgasm', at the same time cleaning up the messy deposit of cum that hadbeen spurted into her pussy. I grabbed my tummy and shook my head, butLupe took a heavy wooden kitchen. Other than that, she couldn’t think of anything at the moment. Her step faltered at the sight of him. He sat in the place of honour at the lord’s table, there yet somehow apart from everyone else. He was an intimidating sight, though she was too far away to see details. He wore brown leather armour covered with a dull greyish-green cloak. He was broad across his chest, and sat head and shoulders above those around him. Rowan suddenly realized that he was studying her as intently as she was. Then they’d play slow, romantic ballads sung by the leader, Jack Kramer, an old-timer with white hair who knew all the Frank Sinatra songs. They also played Latin music, since the rumba and cha-cha were popular. I noticed how they played more romantic music towards the end of the evening as if setting the stage for what might follow when couples went back to their rooms. They always ended with, Good Night, Sweetheart.I was so busy all night that at first, I didn’t notice Nina had taken a seat. Principal Sullivan waved us to a pair of chairs in front of his desk. "The two of you have been chosen as partners for The Program this week. You should both know the rules, especially Rule Three -- I won't brook any arguments about what constitutes a reasonable request."I blurted, "But I'm not supposed to be in The Program."Sullivan opened a folder on his desk. He took out a form and held it up. "You mean this?" He crumpled the form and dropped it into his wastebasket. "You come in here with a.