He was Jane's husband and would remain faithful to her."You weren't born and bred in Gloucester, were you?" he asked Wendy over dinner in the kitchen ...one evening. "You've got a country burr."Wendy smiled. "No," she answered. "My father is a farmer and it was one of his farmhands that got me pregnant. Dad sacked him which meant he wasn't going to stick by me and then Dad wanted to put me in a convent. I wasn't going to have that so did a runner to Gloucester. I stayed with a friend until I got. Is there room in your van?” We got out and walked over to his van where he was waiting. I reached up unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and pulled them down. He was semi hard sporting a cock about 4” long. I got on the knees and took him in my mouth and started sucking his cock. He tasted a little sweaty but that was OK. The longer I sucked the long and harder he got and after about a minute he was fully hard. About 5 ½” long and about as thick as a silver dollar. I started bobbing his cock and. Not only was I a plugged princess and a conquesting adult, but tomorrow I was to start my journey from perky, pokie, sodden-cunted, schoolgirl to a future life as a worker bee receiving money for servicings rendered. For tomorrow was Careers Advice Day and I had a morning appointment with the Career Advisor, Mr Jobsworth. What would I be? A blogger? A vlogger? A cunty snogger? An influencer? A demonstrator? A rampant copulator? Maybe even a pop idol, reality TV starlet or Z list celebrity. When we finished it, the looks on the CCVI students’ faces was priceless as they were laughing and having the best time of their high school dance experiences. As the crowd was buzzing at this definitely new situation, Sammy turned to me and said, “Want to pick up the pace a little?”“How ‘bout we Uptown Girl? We haven’t done that one in awhile,” Cano asked with a smile on her face.“I’m good with it, although why don’t one of you want to sing a song or two?” I replied with my own question.“After.