His taut booty swayed with each step.Three coaches were huddled together outside the auditorium. They stared for a moment longer than normal.“Good m...rning,” the first one boomed.“Hello, sirs,” Jayce smiled.“Welcome to Scales,” said the second.The third added, “Have a good one.”“You too,” the five-foot-five, copper-skinned k** with the otherwise coltish body shot back.Jayce took a seat and suffered through the orientation. He lined up behind his homeroom teacher, Mrs. Nobles. The matronly. Instructions were being barked by Rachel, every now and again Amber would emerge from the shadows surrounding the pool of light enveloping her, directing her to hold various postures.“ ... That’s it. Hold that position ... Remember to look at the camera...” Rachel would bark out as she directed the camera lens towards the blonde haired woman.Debbie, her mind may have been awhirl, but she remembered what Stephanie and Amber had taught her. ‘I must o-obey ... I am being t-trained and enslaved for. No , it was better to feel it shrivel away under the cold and it was probably best that you can’t see someone blush when you can hardly make out their face.I expected a lot of things from her, but not that relaxed smile to remain on her lips. There she was, tits out in the open with a million reasons to react shocked or angry. But nah, she looked at me and even let her arms wave back to stay afloat, watching me as much as I watched her. Had a bit of that high noon appeal, one of us had to draw. She was really petite and fit for a 61 year old . When I was in my early 20's I was really overweight and had no confidence at all . I was really shy around women and could not talk with them. Her name was Sue and I met her through some friends of mine who at the time lived next door to her. I volunteered to help do the odd job for her , change a bulb , move furniture and so on. We soon struck up a friendship and one thing lead to another. She was lonely and I was horny !. She was unsure at.