“Then get out there and vote for your new president! I can’t do it alone. Ductus exemplo!”Ductus exemplo, the school’s motto. Something like �...�lead by example’ in Latin. Why did school mottos always have to be in dead languages?Grinning at the crowd one last time, Nicole took her seat and beamed at me, the cheering still almost deafening as Scott tried to quiet it down.“Not bad.” I commented, giving her a golf clap.“Not bad? I fucking nailed it.” Nicole replied. It was true – it wasn’t even her. When we were doing the few things we had to do on that first day, she invariably would stand a lot closer to me, so her smells could reach me and dull my brain. I was so obvious that she must have had quite some fun playing me like that. As we were leaving in the afternoon she came up to me to say goodbye - closer than usual again, and then she killed me: "Well, Paul, did you have fun looking at me like that all day?"I turned blushingly red in my face. "Ohh, ahh, Mrs, Jones, I didn't mean to. And i can see He is enjoying himself and i am torn. i want Him to be happy, but I hate the fact that it is someone else who is pleasing Him. He asks her if she would like to be fucked in the ass, and she says, "Yes, please, Sir." He pulls out and enters her ass and begins fucking her again, her moans continuing, and He is breathing heavier and beginning to grunt. And my clit is throbbing watching them. It feels surreal, watching Him with her. He is still smacking her ass with the brush, and He. Much later, lying in bed, she mentioned taking an erotic shower together and the memories of Sharon under the spray came flooding back."Err," I began, "speaking of showers. When I gave Sharon the poster, well, we were both a little drunk. We started talking about how it looked better than her shower and, well, things got a little out of hand. She ended up handing me the camera and posing for more pictures under the shower." What?" Tina's body went stiff beside me."We ended up doing another.