After stopping at my locker I ran to Mr.Wildo’s room and saw him sitting at his desk looking at something. I slowly walked in knocking on the side o... the door, “You wanted to see me sir?” I quietly said walking up to his desk. “Ah..yes. Miss Jones follow me please.” He smirked grabbing his briefcase and walking out the door without looking back. I followed behind him like a little puppy wagging my pretend tail. *cracking sound of a whip* "who owns you!" He grunted. He pulled off her breast and pushed her to her knees in front of him, as he said, “Damn, little lady, you’ve got me so turned on that I need to relieve the pressure in my balls. Come on, sweetie, wrap those thick lips around little Glenn here, and there’s a hundred dollars in it for you.”Marie glanced over at me, looking for my assurance that it was okay for her to suck his cock, and I nodded my head in approval. With his pants unfastened and unzipped, she pulled them and his underwear down to. He was right, I did have an idea, even though I hadn’t read the fine print. I decided to have another few sips of wine and relax – after all, I had paid for this too, so I may as well get my money’s worth. And they were doing all the work – so far. He told me that whenever I wanted more wine, just to say so, that was all on him. The younger man then reached over and started to tug at my underpants – I again registered shock on my face and pulled away from him. At this, the older gentleman. Shall we go in?"The women enter the tunnel hand in hand."This is where we meet in the city. I am its current keeper," Claire explains. "But it is also a public space and on each quarter's moon must be purified to keep its sanctity. That is our rite tonight, sister, that is why you have been chosen and sent to me."They come to an elaborately cast bronze door. Claire ignores the blinking card reader on the wall and opens it with a large key. They pass in and go down the wide, blank-walled hall.