He perked up at this. Maybe he was part of the club, or supervises Yale's Model UN, she thought, and milked it.It is a very big extra curricular at my...school, about thirty girls are in it.He nodded.It seems to me that you have taken on many great leadership roles in your school.Yes, sir.Of course, he didn't know that Amanda was her fellow head of all of these clubs. Liz and Nicky were head of the opinionated magazine, yearbook, Model Congress, other various clubs, and what not. They were all. After chatting at the bar with a group of 20 something’s on a stag do, who were all unsuccessfully giving us their best lines, I stepped away and saw Claire in the beer garden by the river sat alone having a cigarette so I went out to take her her drink and to find out the latest gossip on Andy. As I had showered earlier I had felt a little guilty about sending the raunchy picture to him myself but I knew that Claire would be ok but just to make sure I decided to tell her to avoid any. She was determined to be the perfect submissive for him. Ray had made the phone call about 11:00 a.m. and Nancy constantly had to get up and go to the ladies room to wipe the moisture from her cunt. She started leaking sex juices as soon as Ray told her he was coming and had left instructions for her. She hated, but also loved, the fact that just his voice and a simple order could make her juices flow. Without panties she was in danger of leaving a wet spot on her skirt and everyone would. She notices my wandering eyes."You like our uniforms, don't you? We like them too." She smiles. "But on to business."With the slightest rustlings of her uniform, she gets up and begins to pace slowly. There is more than a hint of enjoyment in her voice as she continues."It seems, my darling, that you are in quite a bit of trouble. Apparently you were sneaking around without identification, trying to pass back north under cover of darkness, when the border guard took you down. They were almost.