Then again, so were most of my colleagues. It was just a job to them. There were a handful of us who actually gave a damn, but the rest of them were l...ng since caught up in that tenure garbage. Once you had tenure, you didn't have to care about your job at all or do anything but go through the motions. Those teachers' unions are full of pencil-pushers who just want more perks and privileges, at the expense of the kids."So, what about you? How did you end up moonlighting as a stripper? Not that. "David chuckled and said, "That's fair."Flint didn't chuckle. He hooted with laughter. "Eileen," he said, "you don't know how lucky you are that Ridley found you and brought David, Nora, Darla, Joe and Carol into your life." Who are Darla, Joe and Carol?" Eileen said."Carol is my mother," David said. "Darla is my sister." Joe is my father," Nora said. "My father and David's mother are man and wife. You'll meet everyone at dinner tonight. Go on with the rules, please." No cussing. No cussing. I felt she might see my hard on and I started to get up and sat on chair. Then I taught her for some time and after that she went to sleep. There was no sleep in my eyes and I sat on my table looking at her after she slept. She was sleeping on her back with one of her legs over other. Her soft fleshy firm perky boobs were moving up and down with her breathing. I watched her sleep and then switched off the light and came on the bed.After some time my eyes got adjusted to the surrounding and I. Other things to lick for her… ” “... think she’ll soon be coming… ” That comment was just about right. I had trouble breathing and trouble catching the last few noodles. My hips were gyrating, my finger dancing over my excited clit, and I became aware that I was moaning. I was making a spectacle. Jess and Catherine whispered something, too low for me to understand, and then I had the last noodle between my lips, swallowed it and hastily licked the floor around it clean. I was torn. I was.