I kept staring from the bench where I was sitting. I tried not to be obvious, but I probably wasn't too successful. I knew her from somewhere, but I h...dn't a clue where. My own book was in my lap. A book that I needed to finish before my next class, but I just couldn't concentrate. Where the hell did I know her from? High school? Undergrad?The time for my class came and went, and I just kept staring. We'd been sitting there for over an hour, barely fifty feet apart. Then she closed her book and. She sometimes accompanied her parents, and other times she and her brother went together. Still other times she went alone.Always, though, she returned home with her slit well lubricated and her sexual fires quieted for a few hours.Gwen and Thad were popular socially, for between them they could satisfy the most lascivious and rampant desires of men or women. Often they were special guests at an afternoon tea attended by several ladies — and the offspring of the hostess.The ladies would sip tea. Shelly wrapped her arms around Jennifer's waist and placed her cheek on her back. "Thank you again!" she said as she squeezed Jennifer."You're welcome again sweetie," Jennifer answered, stopping what she was doing as Shelly slipped her hands under her top and squeezed her bare breasts. "Shelly," she whispered. "I have to hurry."Shelly ignored Jennifer's weak protest and began to massage her soft breasts. "I love your breasts," she said as she began to pinch and squeezed the already hard. The onlysecretary I could keep with him was a gay male. I knew Frank was hereand I had his coin. Frank was in for a big surprise when I met him.Frank's role was that of a ranch girl and went under the name ofFrancine. He did not know that I was here.Well as you can guess, the inevitable had happened. Francine and I had apoker showdown. If I won, I kept Frank's chip. If Frank won, he could bereturned to his original form and ways. I knew that could not happen. Iowed that much to the gals in the.