This, and variations of this, became pretty common for me over the next two weeks. We were on our first deadline. We had shot eleven rolls of film at ...he homecoming game, dance and coronation and had to get them developed and printed for the staff by Monday. The janitor had opened the building Sunday for the cheerleaders and volunteers to take down all the homecoming decorations throughout the halls and in the gym where the homecoming dance had been held the night before. Mr. H and I were the. Dads friends started acting different around me ever since the spanking. They all new I didn't wear underwear, so they'd drop things for me to pick up when dad wasn't looking & the braver ones would cop a quick feel.One night, dad asked one of his particularly touchy feely friends "do you think my daughters been a good girl??". To which of course his drunken friend replied "she's the best". Dad then asked his friend "do you know what she gets if she's a good girl??". I took one look at dads. I immediately took Michael’s dick into my mouth and I started sucking it.Not even thirty seconds into sucking on Michael’s dick, all of a sudden, Mr. Jay, emerges from the last stall and says, “Don’t fucking move! Both of you, stay right there. You do remember our conversation on Friday, right?” My now asshole friend, Michael, quickly pulled his dick out of my mouth, zipped up, grabbed his backpack and ran out of the bathroom. I was in total panic mode that I froze and couldn’t move, plus. We’re going to be getting the video camera out, you OK with being filmed? And a few of the guys wanted to know if they were OK taking pictures of you.”“Yes and yes,” I replied.“Double fantastic then. Any vids that we shoot don’t go any further than this place, we play them for the parties and make copies only for people who come here,” he explained. “No worries, shoot away Franco.”“Nice one, better get back in there, going to spin some discs, see you later,” he said as he walked back.