Besides getting a new student ID and workbadge, I had also created a new Facebook page as Bethany McCallister,complete with pics and a new bio.(I had ...to close my old FB site down because it was overwhelmed withsnarky hate mail and messages on my wall.)My cell phone had been blowing up with test messages and voice mails,most of them hateful and disgusting. I was way overdue for a new one,and made a note to ask my mom about helping me with this, since I'm onher account. Another thing I could do. Tammy?s right hand was still in her pussy and I could tell she was struggling not to push herself into the pleasure zone she desperately desired. With my cock deflating and still hanging out of my pants I quickly transferred the camera to my right hand and framed up the last shot showing my load dripping off Tammy?s forlorn face. The limo was now off the highway and I realized we would be back at the hotel in a matter of moments. I quickly set the camera down, tucked in Mr. Happy and secured my. Agreed. Training purposes only”, Bob promised. Tilting his head, he queried, “Are you sure you want to do this? Looking into his eyes, she nodded. “Yes. I'm sure”, she assured him. “It'll be okay.” “Well, okay. I'll trust your judgment. You know what you're doing. When do we get started?” “Wait right here.” Donna got up from the bed walked over to the door. Reaching through, she grabbed Cheri's wrist a tugged with some resistance. She then stepped out into the hallway and Bob heard some. Fortunately, their eyes were focused on Patti and the strip-tease she was performing. She was very graceful, strutting around in her top and bikini-style panties, posing and putting on a show. We clapped and pleaded for her to "take it off, take it all off".Next, she turned her back to us, leaned forward and lowered her panties, slowly. With her panties around her ankles, she parted her legs as much as her panties would allow and put her pussy on display. Our rhythmical clapping stopped.