“Spread your legs.” He ordered.Red obeyed. He moved her panties aside and stuck his finger directly into her hole, not teasing her at all but just...forcing his long fingers in and fucking her in her pussy, already wet from anticipation. As he moved his fingers in and out she looked right in his eyes. His gaze was captivating. “What dark eyes you have.” She said, voice raspy from her focus being divided between his eyes and fingers.“All the better to see you with my dear.” He replied. “Take off. Newman was still fucking the living daylights out of Emily. The desk had moved from one side of the room to the other. The desk chairs were all pushed out of the way by the desk and it was now jammed against the wall, making a loud banging noise. Emily looked over at Mr.Graves with glazed over eyes, almost a help me look. He walked up to the two fuck mates and said Wow, you are really putting it to her, can I cut in? Mr.Newman looked over at Mr.Graves with an evil look, then smiled devilishly.. " There are easier schools." None of them have the pay-off of Claiborne." I really didn't know what I wanted to do with my life. Mother had pushed me to get into Claiborne, but I think she saw it as a badge of honor or something. A Talliaferro (pronounced Tolliver to our Yankee friends) always looked for the hardest thing around, and did it. That was why we were where we were in Society. Others frowned on our family work-ethic, but we'd never had anything handed to us. Even the money Father had. I sense that you are likeminded as myself, and that you should have an interesting scope to take on this tale. Remember, Rueben, I am entrusting you to take care of this story and that it is up to you to treat it with the value that it so deserves.” Rueben started to read, his mind soaking in every little detail. It was a new story to him, but it did not lack for truth. “This evening on the twelfth of July I witnessed the proper treatment of a Indian woman. She was the nanny to a nearby old.