She was seated with her shoes off and her feet on the small tea poy, with the phone resting under her chin, listening intently and bouncing the eraser...of a pencil on the desk in front of her. She smiled and gestured for me to sit down, pointing the pencil at a chair in front of her desk. She covered the receiver with her hand and whispered “i’ll be with you in just a second.” Then she removed her hand and resumed her phone conversation: “Yeah…yeah…listen, I…Ok, i’ll see what I can do…” Her legs. "Maybe someone who needs a store clerk, maybe at one of those top-end lingerie stores. With your looks you'd be a smash hit there, I'm sure." Thank you kind sir," she responded with a grin, and then it dropped. "Unfortunately the salesgirls/models at those places are also required to provide "extra services" to their customers. True, I'd be a high-class prostitute, but still a prostitute. I'd like to avoid that if at all possible." Oh, I didn't know that," he said with a blush. "Well then, I. Hot water was always a problem in the barracks as there never seemed to be enough, so to have a nice bath I'd get up really early some mornings before most of the others were up, and when the water would be piping hot so I could enjoy it. After reveille in the mornings and after supper was the worst time, when almost everyone washed and bathed around the same time. The more intimate our conversations became the more it played on my mind, in a way I kind of wished she'd shut up about it as it. I kissed them both goodbye, and was off to school.I walked to my little secluded area stripping naked, getting my whore clothes out, and then redressing before walking the rest of the way to school.Once again, I went to my spot where everyone could see me, lifting my skirt I waited. It seems like it took longer for someone to come pull my panties down, but finally they were pulled down and off. But Mistress Pam made me stand there longer today.Then another boy came up to me he began to unbutton.