Hankins came around that evening, followed by her ever faithful Clell. I wondered what she had to complain about this time, but she kind of surprised ...e. "Mr. Hill," she said, "I don't suppose there's any way I could get you to consider not traveling on Sundays, is there?"It wasn't her question so much as her tone when she asked it that was different. Before, she had been demanding, now she was asking as if it would be a favor to her. "Ma'am, I don't think we have a choice this week but to keep. Plus, it would give me a hands-on opportunity to see if education was the right field for me.After class was let out, I asked the teacher about the tutoring option (and if there were any catches in doing so). He said that there was no catch, and that I just had to be very punctual throughout the whole semester, and I had to provide my own transportation. I was one of the lucky few freshmen to have a car on campus, so I decided to do it.~~~~~~~~~~Next week started my weekly tutoring sessions at. Sue and I were on one side in a double sleeping bag, while Suzy slept next to us. On the other side, perhaps five feet away, Mindy and Polly shared another double sleeping bag. The thick canvas filtered the light till there was just the merest illumination when the flaps were dropped. There were yawns all around as I watched the girls strip to nakedness again and slip into their sleeping bags. Sue and I did the same moments later. Goodnight, girls, Sue said, snuggling up tight against me, her. I had never had a guy be so forceful and dominant as my father was right then and it was a side of him that I was seeing for the first time. My mind said 'NO' but my body betrayed it as my pussy tingled with intense arousal and I felt an unusual yearning deep in my tummy. I realized then that there was no stopping this, my own father was about to **** me, and I was going to let him. Perhaps then that wouldn't be ****, if I let him, would it? I admit, part of me wanted it, but in my mind I knew.