That’s how I got enough money to buy my fishing license.” “Okay tomorrow night then and you can sell the fish I catch. Figure it payment for bei...g a teacher. Should I bring anything special?” “Nah, just maybe a sweater. It gets cool after sunset”, said the twenty year old man with thick blond hair and bright blue eyes whom stood tall with muscles like a lumberjack. He dated other girls but never asked them fishing, but this girl struck some mysterious fancy. Turning to leave the General Store. His reverie was shattered by the sharp crack of Miss Parsons' voice, "Tommy, will you please pay attention to this class; I know this isn't the easiest assignment, but please try to keep your mind on the subject at hand!!!" Yes ma'am," he mumbled, while again turning his gaze to the blue cloud filled sky. Mercifully the bell ending the period rang, and twenty eight juniors shuffled out the door and off to their next class, all that is except Tommy, who was detained by Miss Parsons before he. Indulge, yes indulge is the word, indulge these men who could then better control their urges and keep their ... ahem ... hands off their parishioners."She thought bitterly, 'So I am to be the church's harlot, instead of a public one. Some choice.'"I think we could make your life here comfortable, and we anticipate no more than three or four visitors a week. In the stews of Mountgomery Street you would be visited many times every day, by all sorts of undesirables. Of course, I shall still have. The sound of his quiet moan goes straight to her pussy, and makes her press herself closer to him. She can feel his erection growing harder, and she takes him in her hand, continuing to slowly make love to his mouth. His breathing starts to quicken as she lightly runs her fingertips over his shaft, and uses her thumb to smear his pre cum over the head. She loves to stroke his cock; loves the way his breath catches in his throat, and the way his hips strain to slide more of himself between her.