There was no way she could rationalize that away. It had simply been one incredible turn-on experience.In the darkness now, she could see it again. Th...ir fine, youthful bodies in the sexy light from the candle. The fragrant smell of pot drifting in the air. The sight of the two perfectly shaped bodies rolling around on the mussed sheets of the bed. The groans and the sighs. The smell of her daughter's pussy and her son's sexual sweat... "Ohhhh, I loved watching them..." Mavis moaned to herself. .. and then so did Vice-Principal Clarke.“Little confession. We rigged the lots to make you a member. Sorry, but I just had to see that ass of yours naked, son,” the principal confessed, “and so did Lucinda here. We’re lovers, you know. She and I. We’re going to take these girls to their homes, and then we’re going to fuck like bunnies at our place. Yes, we live together, but don’t tell anyone.”“How does no one know that?” I asked, curiously.“Because, officially, I live with Gladys Cavendish.. "He stood up, setting her down gently, stepped out of the tub, held out his hand to her, and said "Come on."She had her eyes locked on his partially erect cock, and asked distractedly "Where?" We're going to bed. Together." Oh, goody! Shouldn't we dry off first?" There are plenty of towels in my bathroom." OK, let me go to my room and get my stuff." You've got your stuff." He playfully squeezed an ass cheek. Now quit stalling." I'm not stalling! I'm not stalling!" She grabbed his hand and towed. So please, tell me where your people are hiding Forest Boyer and that other witness, Jerod Clay. If you tell me without making a fuss this is going to be over without pain.?She shook her head. ?I am not going to tell you anything.??Believe me, you will tell me everything Miss Everton. That?s really not the question. The question is if you want to go through hell before you talk. I knew Boyer and Clay some years ago, and those to assholes are, in my opinion, not worth it.??They may not be worth.