Eventually I heard the key turn in the lock‘Click’The guard came in…“On all fours for this one scum, and you better hold on to that mattress t...ght… this one makes the last look like small boy!”My heart skipped a beat as I heard his words and did as I was told.I turned over and got on to all fours, and waited.I heard the door shut..‘Click’I could barely hear the shuffling as again someone undressed, but this time further over in the corner.It was as if they didnt want to be anywhere near me? I. ."Sharon let up. She stood up off of Debby. She allowed her sister room to roll over. "Look at that," she said when Debby moved out of the way. "You were enjoying it. Look at that clit juice stain. That's from you, Debby. You were having a good time with my finger up your ass hole." Leave me alone," said Debby Pettibone, trying to gain her composure. "You're just a little fart. Nothing more. A bitch and a fart." Don't talk to me that way," said Sharon, "or I'll have to give older sister a. Emphatically NO. I don’t need to see this for your bachelor’s. Sad thing is that we don’t offer a master’s degree in history here. This is master’s work.”I guess I squealed a little. I mean, I LOVE engineering, and I’m getting along in two areas of electrical engineering – both robotics and power systems. History, though, well, I’ve always had an interest, and here I am with a REAL history professor recognizing and encouraging ... How much do historians make now?“I’m an engineer,” I said.. He put her license in his back pocket. She reached for it. Swain smacked her hand away. “You can cut the false modesty shit. A dancer huh... What do you charge for a private dance with a little something extra on the side?” He licked his lips suggestively the reached out to pinch her twat with his large hands. Destiny's anger rose, her face a mask of frustration that Swain found irresistibly sexy. Her bow shaped mouth puckered with her brows knitted together over large oval shaped.