”“Damn! I’ll be there. Do I need to bring any cleaning supplies?”“No, we should have plenty. I’m going to call Dixie Furniture and have th...m deliver four bedroom suites tomorrow afternoon.”“Does Dixie have a store in Stewart now?”“Yes. Jillian and Josalyn just ordered enough bedroom suites for the rest of the bedrooms at our house, from their store in Collinsville.”“See you in the morning. I hope those new girls of yours love Mexican pussy.”“They love you already, and the last ones will love. That shouldn't be there. I shifted in my chair. Apps didn't just reinstall themselves. Did they?Was this my son's doing? He was into computers as well as drawings. He took every computer class offered by Rainier Christian. My friend, Bob Miller, always spoke highly of my son's talent at it. Maybe this was a prank.Feeling Evita's eyes on me, I lifted my phone. I should talk to the girl, but these days... It wasn't safe for a male staff member to be alone with any student, especially not a. Jenna was every man's dream of the perfect daughter-straight "A" student, beautiful, extremely well-behaved, and didn't talk back. She always called me Jim instead of Dad or Daddy; I didn't care, as I wasn't big on pomp, anyway.Everything was fine in our marriage for five years until I sensed Abby was spending too many nights "out with the girls". I followed her one night to a sleazy no-tell motel, where I slipped the night manager a fifty and got a pass key. I went to the door, opened it, and. We sipped our drinks and I dripped in anticipation. I noticed John was excited too as I reached down and stoked his cock through his pants. He knew he was in store when we got home from here - I wouldn't be done after Ryan - I was going to get fucked again.Ryan shows up on time and John must have clued him in on my tastes because he was wearing tight black leather pants. He sat down on the other side of me and I quickly gave him a kiss and reached down to feel his cock through his leathers. It.