."She looked very seriously at me for a few seconds, and then smiled and said, "I've already spoken with my principal. He is fine with you working for...me. If you are uncomfortable, I can have you transferred to another class and teacher. If you stay, during class I will treat you like any other student, only you had better get an 'A'. Both of us know what you can do, and if you don't, your parents will be the first to know!"So, my friends just knew I was working restoring the old Johnson house. I set down my Jungle Punch and head off to find John. I make my way upstairs to the dance floor and spot Macy and Jess dancing with two cute looking frat boys. The boys have their shirts unbuttoned and their arms around my friends. I wink at them when they spot me. I scan the room and find John in the corner. He is talking to two pretty girls who are flirting with him and have their hands all over his chest. I want him for myself. The other women deepen my resolve.I make my way towards him. His. Non smoker, working class. Easy money. But I didn’t like getting locked up. The test went much as I expected. Cough. Cough. Yes you have an inflamed throat. Come back tomorrow and we’ll admit you for the trials. Pick your expenses money from the window today. Most of the guys were here for that. There were a couple of women too. It was a bit like the buroo, guys hanging around waiting to get paid so that they get to fuck and live life until the next day. I arrived. ..been with a few but they're so pushy and full of themselves. You know? I guess...well...the only one who seems to really want to take care of my needs...is my roommate Claire. Know what I mean Daddy?" I...err...yes. I believe I do." Eric's pulse increased at the thought of his tender daughter in a Sapphic relationship. His cock was hard as a rock.Melissa looked down at him, smiled and stripped off her tee shirt. Eric's mouth was dry, ogling her displayed nakedness. Melissa's full alabaster.