I think the plug came loose.Everyone else is at lunch, so there's no one else around right now. Wouldyou be a dear and crawl under my desk and put it ...in for me? I'd do itmyself, but this skirt is a little too short for that kind of thing."Kathy gave me that smile that turns me to jello, and her comment abouther skirt seemed plausible. So I agreed and crawled under her desk. Ihadn't realized until now, but she must have the biggest desk in thecompany, certainly bigger than mine, and probably. From whatI'd seen, she appeared to be some sort of ghost spirit, but somethingabout that didn't seem quite right. I did know that she liked music,especially when I was the one playing it. She seemed to enjoy it when Iplayed some MP3s, but she got into it a lot more when I played around onmy guitar.Class was nearly over when a crumpled up ball of paper hit me in theback of my head. I didn't know which of my classmates had thrown it,but there were three of them giggling. I scowled and tried. She was bare foot and her legs were held straight up. The other guy was holding her legs up and eating her pussy. Both of the guys were tall, athletic looking, and naked. The sounds I had heard through the door were Nora’s moans. No one seemed to notice me at all.These two guys were not with the group I had been with earlier but we had met them when we first arrived. They were cousins of Sally. George was the guy on the left. He was average looking with a small black mustache. Luis was the guy. "Stroke that little worm, dammit," she demanded, and laughed humorlessly as Kevin complied with great eagerness. Then she smirked and began to pull up her skirt."Look at this, Kevy," she said harshly, and he winced. He hated that nickname. But his dick pulsed up harder when she said it, and she thought how interesting it was that he seemed to like the humiliation. Well that was fine, he was going to be ecstatic by the time she finished with him.As her white uniform skirt traveled upward, Kevin.