Hillary even convinced Professor Paxson that she's almost ready to receive her doctorate.They have some kind of deal worked out where she finishes her...class work with his support and they'll get her certified as having earned her degree somehow.Anyways, since Erica and I are nursing newborn babies, we decided to sit in on a few classes. Professor Paxson studied societies and cultures, so his class is an examination of social dynamics in what he calls a surplus culture. I think he's using the. It was drawing near to the end of the party and everyone was leaving. My sister left without saying goodbye but I didn't care right now, I was too excited. I looked out the window and watched the reflections of people leaving one by one. Finally the door open and closed for the last time. I was alone in the house with him. Carelessly, I sighed aloud and turned from the door.''Lost track of time there. I am sorry, David. I should be going, Ive been here far too long anyway.''I forced my self to. I waited eagerly in the follwing days for a reply but got nothing and then began to think I had been foolish ticking all the boxes and he would probably think I wasn’t being serious. It was Saturday once again and I had nothing planned when I heard my Mum shouting outside my door to come downstairs she wanted a word with me.I lazily got out of bed, put my dressing gown on and went to see what she wanted. She was looking quite stern which was most unlike her ?sit down young lady? she snapped at. He was, however, very careful not to cum himself. After that first time, he didn't use either of their arses again.When he seemed to have tired of playing with their bodies, and when he could no longer make Sharon climax whatever he did to her, he said, "Sharon, you can dress and go, unless you want to wait for your friend."Sharon dressed in seconds, only having worn a sweater, skirt and shoes; then she submissively stood in the corner of the room and waited."You can wait there if you want,".