Take another toke, Pamela. You're doing a great job."With Chepe's guidance, Pamela continued to smoke his stash. It was important that she smoke all o... it. She couldn't leave it as a temptation for her charge. This was part of her job. A very important part of her job. She would keep this young man out of jail yet!Chepe added another bud to the bong.At first she toked at a furious rate. She needed to smoke all of it before Chepe's will power gave out. In she sucked, watching the weed glow. I started stroking it slowly. "Let's see if you could excite me anymore, then I already am." I said.She walked close to me, her hand still on her hips. She started touching herself. She was standing with her legs further apart than normal. She started running her hands over her hair, and then down to her breasts. She opened her jacket, and put both hands on her right breast, squeezing it, massaging it, and slowly moving it up and down. She put her other hand on her left breast, as if to offer. He did not know why he cared what she thought about his behavior, but he suddenly felt ashamed. He started to go back to his workout when he heard another shriek. In the few seconds Tyler had looked away from Gwen, Jeremy was able to steal her top as well. She immediately covered her breasts and glared as Jeremy laughed and ran away from her. Gwen did not chase after him, but instead grabbed her towel and wrapped it around herself. Jeremy sprinted towards Tyler and tossed him Gwen’s bikini. What she didn't expect was that, in order to combat the rapidly rising unemployment rate, the government would legislate another three years of mandatory general education for young adults, starting with her age group. Even worse, the process of finding an "institutional college" was out of her control, and the system had sent her to a boarding school that was hours away from her parents’ home. It was early September, and she found herself walking into the great hall of St Catherine's.