.."I cleared my throat, "one step at a time. My uncle will fight anything that would remove me and my parents estate from his grasp."I gestured, "file...to have my uncle removed for cause."I disconnected and glanced at the instructor as she looked at me, "family problems."She snorted, "we all have them. I am Star."I struggled to stand, "Boone."I limped into the fresher and looked at the cast on my arm and then my leg. I struggled out of my clothes and tossed them into the hamper before climbing. .." The Wench nodded. "Well, it doesn't mean anything much. In modeling, a lot of the girls are high-strung, and boys are around to pay the tab, not get comfort from. I've diddled and been diddled for comfort and stress relief -- it DEFINITELY doesn't mean I don't like boys... Besides, it's more fun than doing it yourself." The Wench rose. "Guess things are fine, then. Good to know -- I didn't know if I could take that much attention..."The pair headed for the Wench's quarters, a mostly bare. " Glad to meet you, Wes. Come on, unless you need to use the facilities, let's go get some coffee and breakfast." Sounds like a plan, Steve, I'm ready."Back at the patio, I introduced everyone to Wes then settled down with him at one of the little tables. He produced a resume and a bunch of papers. While I read what he had brought, Tiny had begun chatting with him to find out where Wes came from and what he wanted to do in life.Wes had a master's degree in aeronautical and aerospace. "Tears began streaming down her face as she obeyed while pleading, "Please don't, sir."I ignored her plea, sliding two fingers rather easily inside her pussy. I asked, "Why are you so wet?"She let out an involuntary moan."Is it because you are excited about your first ass-fucking?" I asked, pumping my two fingers in and out of her pussy."Noooo," she moaned, enjoying my fingers.I pulled out and placed a sticky finger at her virgin puckered entrance and slowly pushed forward. She whimpered.