" Here? Now? What will people say?"I grinned and wondered what had happened to the shy girl I'd met almost three years ago."I need that too. But I nee... a different favor more."Tami started to ask, but the next song started. This was Mr. McCoy's advanced band, and Traci had a solo coming up, so Tami waited."What favor?" she asked after we'd given the advanced band and especially Traci a standing ovation for their first song. I still couldn't believe how good Traci had gotten, considering how bad. The angle was also perfect when she was flat on her back with Jamal fucking her missionary style. You could see her face clearly and it showed every orgasm she had and every filthy word that she said. Jamal had uploaded this to a paid website so I knew it wasn’t out for the entire public to view. In turn I’m sure he got paid to upload the video since it was a paid site. My fear of course with my wife being a school teacher her career would be ruined if someone recognized her and it went. The answer came from the kitchen, where he heard Sharley and Dakota pounding up the basement stairs into the kitchen. “We’re here, Lord!” cried out Dakota.“Coming, Lord!” added Sharley.The two women came into the living room from the kitchen, and both looked a bit disheveled and dusty. “What in the world have you two been up to?”“We’re working in the basement, Lord, cleaning things up,” answered Sharley.“With all the extra people moving in, we decided we needed some extra storage space,” said,. " But with Jenna. You two are becoming quite the item."Keith strolled into the library. He saw Jenna's office closed and dark. He saw one of the receptionists using a copier. "Excuse me -- do you know where Jenna Cole is?" Out sick," she replied."Thanks."Keith put a noodle bowl into his microwave. His phone rang and he answered it. "Hello?"Keith -- it's Jenna."Jenna -- how are you doing? You were out sick today."Mom took me to the hospital... "Hospital!"My doctor has his office there. They drew.