Excited children ran wildly from person to person. Streamers and balloons escaped small hands, and flew erratically in the air above the crowd.A band ...f unreliable size played folk music on traditional instruments; energetic celebratory sounds settling in around the chatter.Teenagers expectant, jealous; parents nostalgic, excited, scared.Suddenly the band stopped playing, a discordant last breath from the large horn hushed the crowd, and the bride appeared. Her father would have said she was. Every window had a balcony. There was a three car garage. The yard was enormous and there were kids playing in it.“Your house is beautiful, Mrs. Roberts,” I said.“Thank you, Courtney,” she said as she got out the cab.She got some people to come out and get the bags.“Take her bags to the room next to mine, please,” EJ told two of the men.“Next to your room,” I asked seductively.“Yeah, I can sneak in there, easier,” EJ joked.“I might like that.”We went into the house and EJ introduced me to. She clapped her hands together, almost bouncing like a schoolgirl than a futa in her forties. “This is a wonderful day for Rogers College. As you may all be wondering, yes, Rogers is enrolling in the Program!”A ripple ran through the crowd. A strange... excitement swelled through me. I shifted in my seat, my hands rubbing at my jeans. My pussy grew... wet. I bit my lip, staring down by the president realizing I was about to see a naked futa for the first time.“We'll be doing one student from. He nodded, switched hands and moved to the other side of the sub. He then swung and landed another blow, leaving similar marks on both cheeks. Then he got up and they walked off. Gerry heard her ask him if he had learned his lesson and saw him nod.It was past time for some lunch and they returned to the campsite. On the way back, they stopped at the vendors again and Gerry told Pam to stand where she was while he took care of something. He returned a few minutes later holding a bag, then they.