She took over all of the routine stuff so that I could concentrate on the unusual problems that kept coming up. One of the first things she did was to...assign the pool of ex-overseers to clearing and building roads and other infrastructure during the summer and clearing the snow from the roads and other public places during the winter. She did allow them to wear clothes in the worst weather.Some people had agitated for a public brothel making use of all of the female overseers. There were 27 of. There was a Chevy Nova parked on the street in front of the address. The front door was open, screen door closed. It was a small sized, two story on a street where old oaks shaded the street and lawns. On the porch I could hear someone inside. Through the screen I could see a living room/den and part of a kitchen and hallway. The screen door made a small sound when I tested if it was unlocked. "Grams? Is that you? Where have you been? You haven't even started our dinner." "Police, ma'am." A. Guilty looks flashed across youthful, square-jawed faces as Cummoned waved an empty, plastic bottle with a pharmaceutical label on the front. Hastily, the students fumbled in backpacks for their own stocks of the liquid. The Professor's countenance darkened."The Potions of Stamina should be consumed at least 10 minutes in advance, to achieve maximum potency with a minimum of foreplay!" He sternly reminded them. The Doctor's own raging cock, tenting painfully against his rugged blue-jeans. About a half-hour later, Shannon came downstairs. Thank God I had nothing on the computer. She walked over to me, leaned over, and looked at the screen. She actually looked disappointed."What?" I asked her.Shannon laughed."I expected you to be surfing for porn or something. I know you. You're a kinky dude. Chill and shit. But I figured you were looking at something dirty," Shannon said.I just shrugged."Nah. Not really. Just chilling," I said.Shannon looked over her shoulder."Karson is.