I had seen a remarkable changein her schoolwork over the year. In fact, her senior thesis paper was thebest in the class. I even entered it the school... wide competition and sheshould have won. Initially it was ruled the best, that was until the judgesdiscovered who the author was. I was more upset that she was. She told me sheappreciated the confidence I gave her and that she didn't worry aboutpointless competitions.Anyway back to the last day of school. I was just finishing up the last. He pulled me closer so he could lick her tits. He grabbed my ass and helped me up and down. He would probably come before his wife was finished in the bathroom. I wondered if he would squirt in me or what he was planning. He fucked harder and harder and I danced around on top of him. Soon he pulled out his cock of pussy and squirted over my ass. I felt the semen run down down towards my pussy.I could see Helene standing naked in the bathroom door watching us. She smiled slyly and came over and. Thenail polish was easy to do since my nails just need a fresh coat overthem since they were blood red already (Country Girl Day One). Doing mytoes was always a chore even if I was just touching them up. (Oh, sorry,again writing stuff that you are interested in.) The note also instructedme to just come out into the small hallway and say, "Prissy is ready." Iwasn't to come any further but into the small hallway.So about 9:30 pm I was all dolled up standing in the hall saying in mysweetest. She did allow them to wear clothes in the worst weather.Some people had agitated for a public brothel making use of all of the female overseers. There were 27 of them who had survived the revolution, and the only real skill some of them had was located between their thighs. Personally, I didn't think that prostitution was that big a deal as far as public morals were concerned, so I okayed the project. The brothel was managed by Betty, my second wife.Betty and Mary had come to a very comfortable.