The men didn't seem to resent a woman teaching them and I didn't think it was because I was here.We stayed up late and were offered rooms for the nigh.... We would have another class on reloading in the morning and then a meeting on what was happening in this world.I received special dispensation and stayed with the children. I sharpened pencils and drew pictures. I was far from being an artist but I was able to draw a bit. Paper was heavy and paper made in Bejek was expensive as well as being. Laura? Well, maybe not. I don't think Dr. Laura would be too thrilled with my living arrangements. She would have spent the whole conversation trying to convince me to move back in with Daddy.I'd never listen to Dr. Laura on my own. Well, maybe, if there wasn't anything else on. But Daddy made it a point to listen to her whenever he was in the car and she was on. And if I happened to be with him, I didn't get a choice.We'd always make fun of the women who would call up who thought they knew. Seeing Michelle brought back many memories, which were hard to suppress, much like the erection growing in my trousers. Michelle's hair now hung down between her shoulders, flowing freely as it outlined her glowing face. She stood straighter, thrusting out her perky assets, which I immediately recalled feasting on, on numerous occasions. Her hips flared out, accentuating her rounded backside, which was packed tightly into the form fitting slacks she was wearing. I strained to see panty lines,. Her firm boobs were covered by a thin t-shirt. As usual, her nipples were erect. Kusum slowed entered her middle finger in her daughter’s wet pussy. This was the usual way that she woke her up. Rathi always enjoyed her mother’s naughty ways to tease her. It was one of the reasons she never wore panties at home. She enjoyed the attention her choot got every time. Rathi squirm her eyes to see her mother’s glorious cleavage at her face.Kusum was smiling at her and fingering her slowly at the same.