No cat-calls. These guys were professionals.Tess was waiting, on the side of the park farthest from the dealers. She ran to me and raped me with a hug... I returned it hesitantly.“It’s not a cure. It’s just talking.” I reminded her.That didn’t phase her eagerness. “How do we start?”“Tell me who you are?”“I told you. It’s Tess.”“I mean, who are you?”She nodded. “I’m Tess Elgin. I’m a submissive to my son. I’m studying to reapply to the bar exam. I wear nipple extenders under my bra. I like. I was now wearing an old pair of swim shorts that were slightly too small for me. Everyone else sat beside the pool, drinking wine and talking. I kept sneaking glances at Shayla, who had returned to her usual friendly mood. She paid no attention to us.After dinner, we all sat around a small fire, popping bottle after bottle of wine and singing campfire songs. Me and Laura sat at the edge of the pool, dangling our legs in the water. One by one, people started to head to bed. Laura was forced off. His tie hanging loose over his white shirt and his shoulders looking strong in his blue blazer. The usual school grey trousers, but tight enough to tell he was hanging to the right. He was reading aloud in front of the class, his deep voice penetrated me as if he was fucking me with his voice and I could not help but get aroused.I was sat at my desk black hair in a pony tail, white shirt buttoned to the neck as my cleavage had not grown out yet and my blue cardigan. I had a tartan mini skirt on. Jackson said he would be happy to host any entourage Bruce and Carla cared to develop at his estate. He knew that Carla's need would only increase as her pregnancy continued and her milk production grew. He took out his cell phone and started sending messages as he watched his young daughter being fondled by their new friend. Then he left for the Fair after kissing his daughter goodbye. Marla went back to her exhibit at the Fairgrounds now too. Back at the Fair, Jackson made some rounds in the.