The older girls(from third class up) could stay up until eleven and on weekends untiltwelve - and they could wash when they wanted to. We still had to...waitfor Miss Bellamy, as she would escort us to dining room. No firstclassers were allowed to move from classrooms or any other place todining room without a teacher or a prefect as a leader (had they copiedthis thing from the British Army?).Naturally Miss Bellamy came in time - being out of time was as close tocapital offence one could get here. I went to take the car and ask them to help me dress her up. When I reach the back door, I saw them tossing her to the garbage dumpster before going back to the club. Their action make it harder for me to carry her out of the dumpster. I had to wait for the garbage collector to come. Eva were still half awake and the drugs effect seems to be still in full affect as she was mumbling about needing something in her pussy while all five of her fingers is in her stretch pussy, masturbating in a. Lowering my nose to her waist just as her shorts dropped to her ankles, I brought my nose to her panty-concealed mound. Mixed with that soft, fruity scent of her body wash was a hidden, but beautifully pleasant musk emanating from her pussy. My fingertips quickly, ruthlessly, blindly ascended her soft, bare thighs in search of the band that held the girlish panties to her waist. They were swiftly rewarded as they curled inside that very band and tore them down to reveal a glorious, hairless. "But how would I know JC would be dealing on my side?" He's got no reason not to. And every reason to." Larry said simply and walked out.Larry's face had a way of saying so much. What he really had said was JC still had the hopes of a conquest and a ranch owner is a great way to go from ranch hand to ranch boss with a few quick beddings. JC would make a good deal because he'd have the hope of one day having a stake in the place. Did Larry think I was going to be sleeping with JC?Was I? Granted.