Daddy looked annoyed. “Giving the guys a good show are you?” he shouted across the room. “Laying there with your legs spread wide open, pussy on... show to everyone because you’re too much of a whore to wear panties.” I began to sit up and noticed that my skirt was almost at my hips. You could see my fat thighs and pussy, completely exposed. “This filthy bitch loves attention, just look at these photos!” And that’s when daddy first showed our private photos. The guys gathered around and sniggered. At the end I said, "If you want, I'll massage the soreness out of your leg muscles when you're ready for bed. I recommend you first fill your tub with hot water and soak for about twenty minutes. Let the heat penetrate and relax the muscles. Then I'll massage them."She looked up from stuffing her camera in the carrying case. "That sounds good," she said with a smile, though for an instant her face indicated that some smartass comment was about to appear."We'll do the massage on your bed so that. The courses are Fashion Design and Jewellery Design. Gerry has Angie take him to the practical classes and a few lectures. Most of the students think she’s the student and he’s a relative she’s looking after. She gets to like the course work and she signs up as well.Gerry has wanted to do clothing design courses since one day, many years before, when he was sitting by the pool pretending to be a hole in space while he listened to the older girls and their friends discussing life. Typical late. .. He fucking deserves it for fucking us up on the flight ... Rip his damn arm clear off and beat him over the head with it."I calmly replied, "Sorry Sir for laying my hands on you, however I cannot let you injure my spotter especially when he's still strapped to the gurney and can't defend himself. If you wish to press charges against me, then go for it. However from the sound of things, I don't think you would have many witnesses in your favor."The other patients continue their catcalls,.