One moron in class couldn’t help but comment. Elaine was thankful his words weren’t within earshot of others. Or the Professor. Why did guys thi...k that observations like, ‘Hey baby, you’re looking good’, would instantly have her running into their arms? Just about any dickhead could tell she was ‘looking good’. If he hadn’t been looking at her tits when he said it, she may have even enjoyed the compliment. She sighed. Oh, well. At least her classes were done for another day. The year. When that’s taken care of, I’ll drive you home.’ When they entered the house, Steve’s wife was there, looking concerned and putting her arms around Nancy and helping her to a chair between the fireplace, where a fire was flickering, and a lighted Christmas tree. It was clear that Steve had been assembling toys for young children hopefully abed and at least pretending to be asleep in anticipation of Christmas morning. ‘Oh, you can’t drive me home. You’re—’ Nancy muttered. ‘I was figuring I’d be. My inquiry whether she needed adrink was refused. She then strode to the center of the room andrequested everyone's attention."Everyone I have a few things I'd like to say before the party is overtonight. First I hope you guys had a good time tonight. I know I did andI'm pretty sure my little maid Missy has too.I hope you got a good feel for what an excellent servant she can be. Iknow I didn't realize until just recently what a wonderful job she did ata whole range of tasks. I had assumed. I closed my eyes and thought back to that first orgasm. The shelter swam into my mind's eye. I remember him entering the shelter for our third meeting in April. He was five and a half feet tall with a ruddy complexion and a balding pate with a hook nose. He shuffled in wearing a gaberdine coat and sat down. He had asked whether I would like to carry on from where we had left off. I nodded and jumped up and waited for him to unbutton his coat. He folded it and put it on the seat. I.