"But tell me Don. Should I enquire?" You mean - ask them if I could become a pupil there?" Yes. Nothing is definite yet. And I would never do it witho...t yourconsent." Then please ask them." Don was excited, but at the same time he wasnervous.The idea was really something. But could they pull it off?The light outside the office was green, so the headmistrees was in - andavailable. The door was also open, so Ana walked right in. "Mrs. Clark?Please come in and have a seat." The headmistress shook. It was true that cultural and religious values had been directly influenced and dramatically changed. And the cause had been an understanding of both human nature and economic need. I had proved that completely. I had also shown that normative behavior was completely remapped through the process.It wasn't that I had disproved anything in my thesis. I just was investigating the wrong thing.I did note that what I had investigated was not a cult, as much as it was a cabal organized and run mostly. Her nipples were rock hard and red as a beet, from the man lashing them with a crop. Another man was kneeling between her wide open legs, fingering her pussy, which was so wet that her thighs were shiny. #2, having released her hands, knelt behind her. He pulled her skirt to her waist, so he could watch #3 work her pussy hard. Tired of the thong being in the way, he ripped the tiny piece of material from her hips and threw it to the floor. #3, slipped another finger in her tight box, and then. ", she panted. "Oh, Steven, that is......" She let go of my cock and started to straighten out her body, until she was sitting up, back straight. I kept licking her pussy, all over, feeling her body vibrating, following her breath, her rhythm, paying attention as she had instructed me. "Oh, Steven, oh God, I'm...Oh...!" She gasped out the words. She arched her back and leaned back and braced her arms on the bed legs, and kept gyrating back and forth, her figure becoming like a backwards.