I will show you how to use it. Petra, come out to the front please and sit on this chair.” Pete got up and walked unsteadily to the front of the cla...s and sat on the chair that had been placed there. Mistress Abigail started to apply the various creams and powders to his face, instructing the rest of the class to do the same to themselves. The last thing to go on was the bright red lipstick.When she had finished, she held a mirror in front of Pete’s face and he found himself looking at a sexy. I kept silent and the she said you go to prostitutes or sex worker or something again I kept silent and was watching her legs.Then outside window and was thinking that she must be a prostitute as she is talking like that and said earlier she does the work which is not suitable for society then I realized she is prostitute and some stage I was happy that I might be lucky to have sex tonight with a prostitute and that too free of cost as I never been with neither prostitute in my life nor ever. " Well, it shouldn't be that hard. No worse than Sue. I had no notes or prep time there." True. And you really did well." Thank you, fair lady. How many should I expect?" Me, my two blokes, maybe half a dozen from here. Let's say ten or an even dozen." Shouldn't be a problem. How shocked ought I be?" Not very. You're to be a relatively placid administrator. Not a hectoring foreman."I laughed. "I'm not certain I'm either of those." Well, we'll see tomorrow. In a few hours you'll have the dinner. At the age of 35 when I met young Cotton Fabric, the art of bitchery was second nature to me. I could verbally rip the head off of the meanest man in town while projecting sexy sweetness that would curl his hair. No women fucked with me either. Cotton changed me, for a time. When the children came home with pictures of their father’s new family I took delight in noticing that Bradley’s forehead had grown and his young wife’s thighs carried a flabby overlay, extending from her abundant butt..