Throughout the game I squirmed in my seat, trying to bring myself to an orgasm. My standing in my social circle would be in the toilet after today, so...I had no qualms about trying to derive pleasure for myself, even in public. If I was caught, so what. I actually had a sense of relief, feeling released from the phony image I felt forced to portray for years... I could now be as sick and slutty as I wanted to be. It didn't matter any more.The family sitting next to me wasn't much interested in. . ." With a low rumbling chuckle, Jack asks me, "Where are you?" and the light bulb went on in my blond brain. He wanted to have phone sex with me. I thought I'd play along and see what we could come "up" with. "I'm in bed." "Hmmm, what are you wearing?" I giggled, "Really Jack, is that a standard question--what are you wearing--what does it matter?" "I don't know, I want a visual in my mind." "Oh god, I wish I could tell you I am in a slinky nightgown, but I'm not." I was in an old cotton. " They looked out the window with dread wondering what was about to happen.Meanwhile Jennifer had gathered all of the counselors, most of them were still naked and all of them at least topless, and informed them of what had happened. She also notified them that everyone was to be present for a town hall meeting to happen at 3:30."Now, I appreciate the show of solidarity and support that you've shown by going in the nude," Jennifer thanked them. "It was a very touching gesture and I will never. Was it really pleasure? I shouldn’t like that, but she seemed to. She reached into his pants begging for his cock. She held it in her hand and looked up at him like a child asking for cake. He called her “bitch” and the fool kissed him again. She led him to the couch. He had her lay on his lap so he could spank her. She begged him to punish her. Why? What did she do wrong? For being so horny all the time, maybe. He spanked her hard before jamming his fingers into her pussy and her anus. But he.