Staring at the ceiling throughout those moments, Isobel felt like her skin would burst into flame before she finished. Dropping the cloth back into t...e water, Isobel covered her charge with the sheet and set about her own cleaning. Shivering as she removed her gown, she made quick use of the dirtied water and soap before dressing once more and rinsing the corner of her cell designed for more personal ablutions, the water leaving the small tunnel in a loud whoosh. Exhaustion settled heavily. Woodburn and clients. But, what did that mean? What kind of sex? My mind led me to a conclusion that there might not be any defined answer for that. Now that my mind was working around this aspect, though, I decided to seek some guidance and took a chance to call Trudy Michaels. I logged into the firm’s system and found her contact information. Her cell phone was listed. I called late afternoon.“Trudy, this is …”“Tina, hi.” She laughed on the other end. “I already put you into my. I completed my graduation in another city of AP. I am somewhat open towards girls. This helps me to fuck Sruthi. I am presently doing job in Top MNC. Please kindly send comments to Sruthi (name changed) is a fair girl with nice sized boobs and ass and her height is 5’5. She also got job in top MNC and waiting for her joining and I made this as a beautiful opportunity and fucked her in all angles by inviting her to college. We both are class mates from 2nd year of engineering and I never had any. But uh, neither of them put their fingers in too far...” Tempe struggled to describe how those two punks’ fingers felt around and in her private parts.Mrs. Bumstead peered over her shoulder at Lynette, who then said, “I was near the door, there, and didn’t see much. I was mostly focused on making sure other kids weren’t gonna bump Dale or Tony when they had their fingers, you know ... at Tempe’s...”“Okay, then,” Mrs. Bumstead softly said as she wrapped her arms around Tempe’s and my shoulders..