So I got up and showered. I shaved everything, my cock, balls, legs and armpits. I found the package of pantyhose she gave me last time she untied me ...nd sent me home. I pulled them on, prepared for a day of sheer torture. These things would gently massage my cock and balls all day, especially after being shaved. I'd be in prime condition for her tonight. Later that evening, I knocked on Tracey's door at about 4:55. I didn't want to be late. Once she had me tied up, I was at her mercy. She knew. I think she's onto me, though. Maybe they both are. They may have caught me glancing casually over my shoulder as they disappear together one too many times. He gives me some weird looks, and she looks at me in a different way this week than she did last week. I almost hope she likes me. Elle popped into my head while I was getting myself off the other night. I looked over at her bunk and she just flashed through my mind. Interestingly, the first image I conjured was not of her and me,. She poured a cup of coffee for me and said, "Okay mister, start talking."I decided to get right to the point, so I said, "Yes, Gloria, you were tampered with last night, and I did it." She laughed and said with a cynical tone, "Really..I would have never guessed that." I began by describing how I found her fast asleep from her medications, and began giving her a step-by-step recount of how I touched her and played with her body. I couldn't help noticing her large nipples had become erect under. I’ll contact the University. Tomorrow. Let them have a whole day with our prodigies.”On the morrow, the Admissions office asked where the trio gone to school. Headmaster Scott didn’t know... “But it was somewhere in the southeast United States.”“Oh, you want the International Office. Just a mo and I’ll ring through.”“International Student Affairs, how may I direct your call.”Headmaster Scott had just begun the worst day of his life.Whereas Scott had been top dog in the local education market,.