At her instruction, I shut up, concentrating on the pleasure of Barbara’s body as we rutted through our lust. I held her waist, leaning back so I co...ld watch her pussy taking my cock. When I saw the shaft greasy with Barbara’s essence, the surge bubbled down in my root.“Fucking gorgeous,” I groaned, hands on her breasts.“You like me?”I nodded, gasping, “I like you a lot.”While we worked at each other, Barbara grimaced and sobbed out, “It feels like you like me a lot. God, I’m so fucking ready. I didn’t have time to get a word in edgewise. So I started getting ready. I put on a pair of jeans, and a tank top with a button up shirt to cover it up.I was just fixing my hair when Missy came into my suite. Missy looked at me, rolled her eyes, and shook her head.“You need to let loose. You’re not wearing that!” she said.Missy then went to my closet and pulled out one of my shortest skirts. It was one that I hadn’t worn in a while.“Put this on”, she stated in a tone that told me I shouldn’t. "I'm sorry. You will still obey and go where you are sent. However, I think you will find that the Mother Superior will welcome you with open arms, if you understand me," he replied.A vision of Mother Superior's ugly, frowning, moustachioed face and bulky habit floated before her mind's eye. For the first time she realised how the woman had come to catch her with Marie; she had been prowling the corridors on her way to or from an assignation of her own! She wondered about the body that habit. The single female teacher's name was Lydia, and she'd been at the school only that year so she was only about 22 years old. Lydia was a very athletic and very attractive looking dark-haired young woman and Janet had been able to quickly determine that Lydia not only loved the guys but she also loved being with the girls."OK, make sure I understand this, Janet," Lydia said as she sat there in Janet's school office and tried to reconcile what she'd just heard Janet telling her. "You're saying.