Patrick explained that lunch was served at school each day, and because it was free, I wouldn’t need to worry about it. He did joke that he hoped I ...iked potatoes. I had certainly had my fill of them, but they seemed to be the staple food, so there wasn’t much to do about it except add butter, salt, pepper, or some kind of gravy and eat them. He said there was always meat or fish, as well as bread and cheese.On the way home, we stopped at the Post Office so I could mail my letters, then after. MissPeaches: ?Well, I guess the cat has got your tongue, goodbye.?Soccermom: ?No wait.?MissPeaches: ?Well, are you going to answer my question??Soccermom: ?Yes.?MissPeaches: ?Yes what??Soccermom: ?Yes it is. ??What are you doing?? I think to myself.MissPeaches: ?What is??Soccermom: ?My umm?.my pussy is getting wet.? (Horrifying myself that I?m even typing this)MissPeaches: ?You?re what? You don?t have a pussy, I have a pussy. What do you have??Soccermom: (gulp) ?A cunt.? (Stop this now. The girls dumped their backpacks into the empty chairs and got down to the business of eating. Both girls moaned their approval as they bit into the sweet roll. Kaija look upwards as if thanking the heavens for such a treat while Allison eagerly dug in for another bite."So what's on your agenda today, roomie?" Kaija asked, using her napkin to wipe off the sticky caramel residue on her face that her tongue couldn't reach.Allison finished chewing before responding. "Just a meeting with Professor. I adoredthem, they were so lovely and sweaty and frustrated and I could soeasily make them feel all better, full of life and lust and smiles.After a little while.So as Tessa and Jenna tried to resist one another, and kept failing, Imade a light breakfast for us. They couldn't help the tiny noises theywere making and I knew first hand how they were suffering. I needed tomake it last, because I needed them to take me, make me just as they arenow, a slut who needs fucking and whipping and binding.