Now it was Lizzie's turn to look at Gabby. The two girls smiled at each other.​​"Well, Mr. S," Gabby said, "Lizzie said you were so, super nice to...her when she came over to talk about Vince. And she said maybe I could talk to you too." Oh, oh, uh O.K. Well, girls, does it have to be so early in the morning? Maybe you could come back when Janice and Alexa are both home. We can talk then. How about that?" Actually, I was thinking you could help Gabby in another way, besides talking to her, Mr.. He gave her to me. As I rocked her I stated to hum "Erev ShelShoshaneem," "Evening of the Roses," an Israeli love song that has asoothing melody.I must have hummed that song a dozen times. She eventually fell asleep.With the help of her father and mother I put her in her stroller. Theparents thanked me and I started to walk away. There were tears in myeyes. They were flowing by the time I sat down at my chair. A few of theother women whom I am closer to came over to me and asked me what. After what seemed like a half an hour minutes of the same, there was a knock at the door and in walked Miss Stamford, a big busty American Literature teacher with a high sex drive! She immediately stuffed a double ended dildo in her ass and slipped it into Monica’s. Everyone after half an hour exploded with their juices going down their legs. Miss Stamford and Missis Anderson took command (as good mistresses) and started to apply their dildos onto their students. All girls in their stockings. She told me, “Keep up, Honey! I want you to have a nice little work out before we get back home!”I realized something was going on with her that I didn’t understand. I knew I had to be delicate about asking my daughter too many questions, though. I no longer had parental authority, but that didn’t mean I no longer worried about her.We stopped at Mr. Jenkins house to talk to him. “You don’t’ normally come out on Wednesdays,” the nice old man said. He was always outside around jogging time,.