The Freshmen are down in the living room and the sophomores are, uhm in my bed. And yours too I guess.”“Freshmen?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.�...�Yeah, the new girls.” Kayla replied in a matter of fact voice.“So, are you like, the head of the sorority?” I asked with a smirk.“Can I be? Totally! Totally! I’m totally the head of the club! Awesome! I always wanted to be the President! That’s fucking awesome!” Kayla exclaimed, jumping up and down with excitement.I laughed a bit and wandered. I threw my head back again and enjoyed myself as Lisa wonderfully at my pussy, then I heard a car pull into the driveway and knew it had to be Marie, right on time. I didn't say anything to Lisa and let her keep eating me as I heard Marie come through the house and make her way up the stairs to the door, where she nonchalantly opened it and came in and saw Lisa's head between my naked legs, showtime.“I got the hangers, they were on sa... oh my god!”Lisa sat up from my pussy and looked at Marie,. "It stings. It stings a lot!" Jordan said very concerned."Jordie," Mary never took her focus off of Frances' hair, "you letyour hair get so matted that it stopped the flow of air to your scalp.You have some serious sores there. They will start healing in a day orso if you let us treat it. Otherwise, you'll end up getting your headshaved in a hospital so they can treat it, and, baby, if you go into ahospital right now, having your head shaved may be the least of yourconcerns."Robbie looked at. He did not want to leave the company. If he had to be honest, it was a matter of personal pride. Davidson Fishery had been established in 1804 in the same small fishing town, on basically the same patch of ground where their simple packing plant stood today. Nine generations of Davidson men - well, McElroy after his grandfather - had run the fishery and run it well. He was proud of that, glad of the time he had spent working there himself and happy that all three of his sons worked there still..