Lindyturned her attention to the window. “Well, it alsomeans a few days out of class for Thanksgiving.” Lindy knew that meant a visit home...from Katrina andwhatever worthless guy she was currently dating. Atleast she didn’t have to cook. Tom had hired that jobout for many years now.“Gives me a lot of time to study.”“You don’t go home for the holiday?” Lindy found thisincredible. “No way. I’m basically on my own,spending my. ” Madame Chang announced.“You was wrong, but right too, about what Jia-Li.” Nina asked.“Maybe that Sara and other girls not so far gone that they have to remain as sex slaves. Might become independent women again now. Will see.” She answered. Helen blubbered on the party line.“Yes, Sara maybe.” Madame Chang emphasized the maybe part to Helen.“Is that the device Max?” Morgan asked.“It’s half Morgan. There’s a matching piece on the other side of the mouth. They are both attached with metal posts. He too fucked the girl, and then pressedhis cock against her large tits and came. His thickcock seemed to be full of jism. He came and came allover her tits, and even spurt some of his very thick,white cum on her open mouth, causing stringy strands toform between her lips and tongue. He dressed and left. The cameraman cheated and sneaked through the bathroominto the room with the young man. A woman, about forty,with big tits and a very wet cunt was sliding over hischest and face. Her cunt oozed. I gave thought to wearing stockings but decided that pantyhose would bemore appropriate. Frankly, stockings gave me chills, not only as I putthem on but usually unexpectedly as I wore them for a period of time.They are quite feminine, if not flat out sexy feeling.I did wear a corselet over my gaff and after tucking in my breasts, Iput on a full black slip. It didn't matter if I needed a slip or not: Iloved them and wore one nearly every day. I slipped on my pantyhose,having selected a sheer.