“Okay, on your knees and hands to your sides,” I directed. “No touching.”“Yes, Mr. Jones.” Evie accordingly kneeled and stared straight ah...ad. Right at my crotch.I unzipped my pants and let them drop to the floor. My boxers revealed some precum stains she had already teased from me. I slid those down my legs and my cock sprang out when released from the waistband. It dangled in front of her face.I inched closer to her and leaned in. Evie intuitively opened her mouth wide and caught my throbbing. "I wasabout to leave with you. Kurtz had given me the means to return home,and others with me. Now you've made yourself as much of a prisoner hereas I am." You were escaping dressed like that?" Udumi says, disbelieving. "Yeah,like you'd really flee dressed as a pleasure slave." She looks like a tavern slut," the frizzy haired girl agrees,confirming this opinion.Checking myself I blush with shame. I had forgotten my attire.The lower section of pleasure silks rely on the assistance of gravityin. So youre just going to *do* it? Helen asked me. Come to school naked all week? I dont have any choice at all, I pointed out angrily. None! After lunch, I had English class, then government. They went as the rest of the day had gone. My government teacher couldnt keep his mind on class, and kept making Freudian slips as he tried to watch me while teaching the subject. Finally, it was the end of the day. I went to the office to ask for my clothing back. Ah, Miss Wagner. I kept hoping someone. It was wanton, yes, but others were groping, tonguing, loving, and I didn’t want to leave her. “Tonight, an hour. And if we’re right for each other, I’ll see you again, darling.” I had to accept it. I asked her where we would go. “They have private alcoves. They’re perfect.” “All right.” Shondra swept away to talk to the maitre d’. She was back in minutes. “Come along.” I made one stop at the ladies’ room, rushing to piss and touch up my make-up. My panties were moist with excitement. I was.