She had been so busy observing the room that she had not noticed Mr. Darrien approach. "Hope you are having a good time. It looks like everyone else i...." he stated as his hand slipped down her dress to the top of her ass. He held it there as he continued to speak. "The future holds a lot of good things for you. Relax, have a good time. You are in good hands. " With that he lifted to hem of her skirt and began to rub the exposed cheek of her ass. In the past, she would have been offended by his. I relaxed my lips around her clit, so I could spread more of her juices on them, and once again, I began to move my mouth back and forth on her clit, there in the darkness of the empty school grounds. As I gently sucked at Linda’s clit like that, tasting this very special part of her body, with my face buried in her pussy, she took a deep, shuddering breath, and tried to lift her pelvis, but I kept her in place with my hands. I relaxed my mouth a little, without releasing it from her clit, and. The short dress was a challenge. Dr. Richards’ carriage spoke of discipline and power. The photo spoke of vulnerability, even shyness.Even so, Trish had no doubt which dress the bride would choose. That thought brought Trish back into the present. No wonder Mr. R was being patient and amused. The bride was going to need a dresser. This sort of possibility was why Trish had applied to the Plaza. It was as close to a lady’s maid as she was likely to come.Trish tried to thank Mr. R but she had. Since Tricia wanted to fly under the radar, we quickly made our way into the theater and grabbed seats in the center section toward the back.We had arrived twenty-minutes or so before the show began and had some time for people watching. I lumped everyone into three buckets. One was the downtown slimy-types. Guys in raincoats. The second, like us, were college students. Horny young fucks. Plenty of couples, but some single guys also.The third group surprised us. Respectable couples in their.