I couldn’t face the fact that ... I love you.”“So you love me?” His voice rose.“Didn’t I just say that?”“Well, yeah, but I wasn’t ex...ecting that. I was expecting you to say we had to stop seeing each other, or something.”“And you thought I’d dress like this to give you that news?” She smiled for the first time since he’d seen her that day.“Why are you dressed like that?” he asked.“Because it makes it easy to do this,” she said.She stood up, reached for the tuck in the towel, and pulled it. I actually broke out into a sweat, as if their gaze was causing me to boil alive. Most eyed me with amusement, like I had confirmed some private joke about Mrs. Fletcher. But a few, the younger ones mostly, gave me looks that I had only seen Mrs. Fletcher give me. The vast majority of the women appeared to be either in their early forties or late thirties, though two or three looked to be in their mid to late twenties. An older woman, decked out in the finest attire, seemingly appeared out. I kissed and licked her smooth skin moving over her belly and toward her crotch. I moved to the side as I neared her pussy and kissed her thighs as my fingers lightly gained entry to her vagina. I slid my fingers in and out a couple of times while I teased her with my tongue, getting very near her crotch without licking it. Finally I withdrew my slick fingers and replaced them with my mouth.I first kissed her pussy lips, and then I licked her from the tip of her lips all the way down, then back. This was the advantage Hardy was looking for. If he could please the general there was no way he could be washed out.Hardy slowly slid the towel off his other knee. As his own cock started to rise and become hard he stood and faced the general. “Daddy is there anything you need?” He stepped forward and reached out his hand which the general took. “Come sit a little closer and talk to me.” The dean said.Hardy sat next to the general with their thighs pressed tight against each other. He turned.