Was dressed in the mandatary day uniform. This being white shirt tie tight regulation black knickers. Over these super skin tight stretchy white cotto...n shorts. These did not hide erection but made them more prominent, and black canvas shoes.According to what I had been told also written in the regulations that I had not fully memorized yet. A staff member could order me to any of the correction rooms. They then gave you a ticket with the room and time for you to report on the ticket it would. I flung his shirt aside and hummed with pleasure as I ran my hands over him, feeling the hard-won muscles beneath the mat of his chest hair.I got off him then and grabbed his hand, pulling him to his feet and dropping to my knees in front of him as my hands went to the waistband of his cut offs. I deftly unsnapped them, yanked down the zipper and then tugged them down with his underwear, gasping as his erect cock burst into view. Oh dear! I gasped, sitting back on my heels, it’s so lovely and. She stood. “I-I must go,” she stammered.Jacques stood and closed the distance between them, taking her hands in his and looking down in her eyes. “I have to see you again. You have bedeviled me, and I cannot stand to be away from you.”Marguerite tried to pull herself free. “Please, let me go. I need to go back to my husband.”“Look in my eyes and tell me you do not feel it,” Jacques demanded.“I do not feel it!” Marguerite declared.“Look in my eyes and say that!” Jacques insisted, lifting her. You could perhaps be our trade manager.”“I have never heard of such a title or position, Chief.”“It is a new post that I have just created, Harro. Your job would be to help the tribe to grow through trading. I am sure you can do it well. But first, let’s take you to the stream and get you a good wash and have your hair thoroughly cleaned before the excess is removed. Fetch out a soap to use, and we can appoint a couple of observers to see how effective this soap is at cleaning.”Harro did as.