While attending Harvard, she had stepped entirely into the life of the upper class. Her fellow students were from the best families and understood wel... how wealth brought privilege.Spending an evening with honest hard working people who laughed, joked and teased each other had been just what she needed to finally relax enough to enjoy the task she had undertaken.Monday morning found Karen checking the progress of the builders at the project. Many were now erecting exterior walls. She was. . yeah.. okay." He was still confused and had no idea what to do. "Lift up my shirt, daddy, over my belly button." I started walking him through it. He hesitated, then took the bottom of my dress and pulled up slowly, his fingers grazing across my panties, until the dress was up at least three inches over my bellybutton. My panties were showing, my tan legs, my bellybutton. I was soaked. I knew he could tell. I glanced down and saw his erection. I giggled. He turned around and got the tequila. "You might not care much for his music, but millions of other people do. I'm excited to have him recording one of my songs. I'll be even more excited when the first royalty checks get here. My Uncle Darryl told me we were sitting on a gold mine, with him recording our song." He's going to pay you for using your song?" The recording company pays us. We get a check every quarter, for as long as people keep buying the album and the radio keeps playing that song over the airwaves." I never thought. She had changed into her diaphanous, priestess gown as we neared town when Sister Stella had taken her habit off. It was clear since we crossed into Washington that we were in Glassnerian territory."I'm not sure," I groaned. "There are so many options."Sex was quite casual in the town. Some of the women had given up on getting my attention and were being pawed over by the men. They loved it, gasping and moaning as they sucked cocks or were fucked right there in the street.And no one cared.The.