.. getting lower and lower. When my fingers reached the top of my panties, he wrapped his first around his beautiful penis, and began stroking.I thin... I gasped, that time.... I began wondering who was I channeling... Vern, taking charge? I sort of felt like that... and when I got my attention back on him, I realized I was touching my pussy over my panties, and sighing a little, watching him, watching me.I was still conflicted... I walked over to him, dropped to my knees, but I stopped myself.. "I was going to rub your feet for you. I heard you say they hurt." I said stuttering a bit as I did so. She smiled at me and I melted in her gaze. My dick was like a rock. Her hot nyloned sole was laying in my hand now and before she could say anything I just started stroking her foot. I remember feeling flushed right away as I started doing my massage to her foot. Her soles were hot and very wet. It drove me to full hard instantly.I thought she would stop me but to my delight she didn't. She. She took a magic marker and wrote on the left breast # 21 and on her right ass cheek. She then said take her to the room to the left of the stage and give her to the guard on duty. We walked and knocked on the dor and a very large black man naked except for a pouch said thank you and led us to a room that had about 9 other subs attached to the wall some looked very very young and a few looked older but all were is some sort of outfit. I walked to her and looked her in the eye and said be a good. Olivia? What? My body shivered.“You may never catch up so you it may take you eight years to graduate.” Eight years? I would die if I had to live under Olivia’s direction that long! But wait! Maybe it might take me eight years, but Olivia and most of her cohorts were sophomores and they would be gone in three! So maybe these arrogant East Siders weren’t all as smart as they thought they were. I felt smug. In three years, I wouldn’t. She stood and turned to her desk. I couldn’t.