As usual, Mike's place looked deserted, like an abandoned farm. Debby stopped to peek in the mailbox, which was empty except for a magazine on bicycli...g, then continued on toward the wayside. In a short time, she was there.The wayside consisted of a grassy lawn, a few picnic tables, a well with a pump handle, and an outbuilding back near the woods. A young family sat at one of the picnic tables. The family's car and a semi- trailer truck were the only vehicles parked in the parking lot. Debby's. "Oh my god! Let me get this off," I pawed at the nightie to pull it offmy shoulders but Dave grabbed my wrists."Slow down, Missy," he said as he stopped me from removing the hatedgarment. "You only take off your PJs when you get up in the morning." Wuh," I stammered, "Wuh-what?"Why was Dave keeping me from undressing. What's this talk about untilmorning?"Dave..." I started whispering."Shhh, missy," he said in a mock soothing voice. "It's not morning so youkeep your sleepwear on and go back to. "Well," she said, wiggling as if her ass itched, "do you think you could do three girls in an hour?"I blinked and coughed. "Do?" I managed to ask."Fuck, screw, hump, pork, you know, copulate." She smiled. "Mr. Harris, the fellow you replaced, he could only do two, but you're bigger and younger." You mean sex, right?" I asked brightly.She nodded. "The locals are rednecks and ignorant, and most of the other teachers are too old or too married. We're all horny and there are very few lesbians."I. ” “You crave your masters approval.” ‘What the fuck?’ I thought. ‘What kind of perverted thoughts were these? My master? I had no master.’ The sucking frequency increased again on my nipples. I felt an orgasm coming on. I couldn't concentrate on the voice any longer. I was going to cum. I needed to cum. I had to cum. I felt myself begin the process of an orgasm. The tightness in my lower abdomen, the burning feeling at my nipples spreading, the tightness suddenly went up my spine. My body.