. um ... used for."Mr. Damien Fairburn smirked in the back, leaning back in his chair. Miss Missy Sullivan had scooted her desk right next to his, som...thing students weren't supposed to do. But they were my Masters, so I could hardly tell them off. Miss Sullivan leaned over and whispered in Mr. Fairburn's ear. I gasped as the the vibrator clicked to the setting two; a wonderful sensation filled my pussy.The vibrator was enchanted. One of Miss Sam Soun's devilish devices. Mr. Fairburn was. During the next 10 days Bill picked her up 3 times and screwed her in various places outside of town and always left her to get home by herself. Then Her grandfather called saying lets do it next Monday, tell school you are going away with me for a medical appointment and could be away for a week. Get the school to ring me to confirm. Get the biker to meet us at Roo Point saying there are some drugs growing out there and does he want to check it out.On Monday morning she entered his caravan. The sounds are deafening, the sounds of the city stripped away, amplifying the tiniest rustle of leaves or the intake of her breath into shouts that cut through me. And yet, despite the natural spectacle before me, my eyes can’t help but return to her, the look of serenity and belonging awash over her face, the unavoidable knowledge that there is nothing and no one to stop me from getting what I want. What we want. As if reading my mind, she lifts her dress over her head, the moonlight. “Willa, how is the fruit supply at the Food Mart?” Willa had become a part time cashier for the Food Mart. She had worked in the local store on the reservation since she was fourteen.“We just got our delivery yesterday.” Willa said then asked, “Thinking about a trip before too much more snow?”“Yes, do you and Tony want to go with me?” John asked.“Yes!”“A thousand dollars Father John. I’m always glad to see you come in.” Said Wilbur the Manager, “Just a minute Father John.” The three were.