Now Susan was essentially immobilized on all fours with her arse and cunt aimed toward the front of the tent. If she tried to move, the chains pulled ...at her tits and cunt. In spite of, or maybe because of, her predicament, Susan realized that she was still very highly aroused, she’d sucked the black cocks without any reciprocal behaviour, unlike the bikers, who’d fucked her well, and her situation was again one of those fantasies that had been unfulfilled till now. Pussy juice trickled down her. "Very clean ones?" Any further remarks were cut off when they heard the outer door open. Robert peeked out of the inner door."It's a teacher! Hide!" he whispered loud enough for his friends to hear.They each chose a stall, and locked themselves inside just before they would have been discovered. They waited a few minutes before the teacher finally left, then let out a collective sigh of relief."I thought we were busted for sure," Michael exclaimed, and then gasped. "What happened to my voice?!". Mr. Ingram was speaking with an officer who let her pass. She followed the Englishman into the rarified world of the First Class passengers. He led her to a cabin. Entering, she faced a somber-faced woman in her mid-30’s and three children. The children were sobbing.“Caroline,” Mr. Ingram spoke to his wife, “I have obtained this creature to care for the children. Give her instructions and tend to her. If she proves to be satisfactory, you may keep her after we have arrived in Saint Louis.. " So. What have you been up to these past years?" I ask."You really want to hear the story about my three lost loves?" he asks."Sure. Sounds as poetic as all hell," I tell him."All hell. That's about right," he muses. "Well, I got this study grant and headed off to Paris..."PARISParis is a great place to hang out [Huffman relates]. I had my notebook, as always, so when the Goddess sends me some lines I can write them down. But somehow I got involved with this group of crazy Frenchies who did.