With the resources we have we think we have a good chance of making it when others won't." Junior waited for the man to say something, when he didn't ...e continued, "We have enough room to haul all of you, but we might want to get another truck and maybe trailer to haul any supplies or tools you might want to bring." Junior stopped when Doug raised his hand."Thanks for the offer, but I'm staying right here." He turned to Janet before continuing. "My folks have owned this place since my ancestors. .just not for me.Then appears the new teacher from the local state high school.....PetaThin, petite, Brunette, sassy, I just had to have her.We finally went out, you know, both "art Teachers".It was great for a while, the sex was "kinda" interesting but nothing amazing. Peta was always a moody unit. Every now and then she would switch off and become unreachable..later on i figured out she was "Bi Polar".However. I worked out the she wanted to be kinda tortured and degraded...? What the fuck? Im. He then slipped one of his hands into my shirt and squeezed my nipple tight until it was painful, he carried on for quiet some time we weren't exactly quiet with all the moaning that went on, fuck me harder empty your balls in me I moaned. Tom reached around and started wanking me, tell me when your ready to shoot and I'll shoot in you at the same time, Tom pounded me for another couple of minutes, I shouted I'm cumin Tom I'm cumin, Tom gave it a few more thrusts, I shoot my load and I heard. Don’t work too late. You need to be fresh and sharp for ‘Bree’s Periods of Instruction.’ Thank you,” I said, gesturing about the room. “This will do fine.” I took a quick shower, washed and dried my hair and crawled into bed. I let my mind wander, doing what it does best...problem solving. Cassiopeia Franklin was the subject of my thoughts. Why did she want to learn how to be a whore? A sex worker? What secrets were hidden behind those gray eyes? I made a mental shopping list of supplies I’d.