As if on cue we applauded, the boys cheering and wolf-whistling again. Jodi stood, then staggered and at once I was beside her and providing support. ...��You okay?’ ‘Get me into the bedroom,’ she mumbled at me. I led her from the living room into our bedroom. I had a sinking feeling that she was going to tear strips from me for failing to intervene to prevent her public humiliation. Instead, the second the door closed behind us she threw herself at me and we kissed frantically. ‘Fuck me, now!’. Such were his thoughts as he heard a whisper in his ear, “Rol oor”.He opened his eyes at the sound and reacted to the command given by the elder girl who stood obediently by the side of the bed. She smiled as he rolled over and saw that, as expected, his cock was already stiffening and was beginning to proudly stand clear of his groin. He glanced to each side of the bed in turn to see his two dusky attendants waiting for him to settle, their young breasts heaving softly as they viewed his. I hurried up the bare wood stairs to a back room. This room was a little tidier. It had some copper tubing; a radiator and a replica fire place ready to be installed. To the left of the window which overlooked the back garden was a box of ceramic tiles, destined, I assumed for the bathroom. The window was pulled down, presumably to let out the dust etc. It wasn't long before I heard the slam of the street door closing and Alan's boots thumping up the stairs. He walked in to the room, and. Abigail and Madison stood quietly as they entered the changing rooms. They were large changing rooms where a few women could try on clothes together. They watched as both teachers unzipped their dresses and slipped them down their arms, pushing them down to the floor, picking them up, and putting them on a chair. They then watched both teachers step into their new dresses, pull them up their bodies, straighten them, and do up the zips.Abigail laughed to herself as she realised that the dresses.