Paul led his little coffle out of the school toward the bus. He got envious looks from the other boys. He was sure that he could deal with whatever wa... bothering Jennifer. Now he was starting to think about the four of them and what he wanted to do. Josie needed to be spanked, long and hard. And so did Jennifer. He didn't like her moody attitude. What was wrong with her anyway? He would find out when they got home.The bus ride was uneventful. As before, they went back to Jennifer's home. Paul. When she passed the doorway into Roger’s home office, he called out, “Where have you been?”“Sorry, Daddy,” Stephanie simpered in her little-girl voice. Dropping back into the role came easy. “your little girl was in the potty.” To help misdirect him, she placed a hand on her stomach. Of course, he understood the implication.“Bring me a drink, the usual.”A minute later, Stephanie sat a rocks glass, containing precisely two ounces of scotch and three drops of water, next to his left hand. As per. " I don't have anything to eat on me," I told her. "And I'm not from around here. Are there any berries or anything around here I can get us?"She nodded and pointed in the direction I had been going the past two days. "There is a youngberry bush over there. I had been picking berries from it when I decided to go for a swim. You'll see my pouch of berries sitting beside it." Okay," I said, standing up and going the way she pointed.I found the bush easily enough now that I knew what I was looking. I still tried to act professionally on the patient care part of our visits, but I was also becoming a black-cock-whore and Ed was my cuckold cum-slut.We always looked forward to me being fucked and Ed cleaning up my pussy with his mouth. The shelter was finally closed due to budgetary restraints, so Ed and I were wondering what we were going to do to continue that very addictive life style.Before the shelter closed, we asked the administrators if they knew where Marcus lived on the streets..