It had to be pulled out. It wasn't going to just pop out. I skipped showering after gym class but I never showered anyway.The best thing was just feel...ng the air freely flow around my pussy. I felt so liberated. Clothing felt so constraining and restrictive now. There was a peace about being naked. It felt like I could be the true me when I was naked at Master's home and he was naked too. It felt natural. A better word would be "normal". It was me.My skirt was long enough that I didn't have to. I mean look how wet I am.”Melissa opened her legs and my stare went straight to her wet patch. She had already smeared the leather chair where she sat. I could see her pussy lips glistening as the lighting illuminated her sex.“I thought you said that you had knickers on when you came here?”“Oh, god, yes, but I got so wet with the janitor. It would have been far too uncomfortable to keep them on for this length of time.”“Do you always dress sexily?”“I think this is a little unfair, don’t you. "Hey where do you think you're going eh?" she said sternly, "You haven't finished yet. I think you should bloody well finish in front me, you pervert." she said, angry as hell.Dave tried to ignore her and proceeded to do up his belt but if he'd have known any more about this woman and what she liked to get up to in her personal life, he wouldn't have done this. He would have done as he was told immediately."I fucking mean it you prick! Drop your trousers and finish what you started. If you. And besides, who gives a shit who sees."I sat speechless. The meaning of her shocking words caused my heart to race."Wait up, Ike. I'm coming in too," called out Pamela. Then she paused and stared directly at me. "How about you, Bobby?"Pamela's eyes seemed to burn into my very soul when she said that. And, when she followed with her little nose crinkle, I was putty in her hands."Sure, count me in," I said in as manly and matter-of-fact a fashion as I could muster.Amy and Sarah exchanged shocked.