“Well, I see how you got the money. Even soaking wet, you’re a beautiful young lady. Watch this. This is my favorite part.” The video showed me ...neeling down and starting to lick his shaft. A few minutes later I had taken his cock in my mouth and I was slowly sliding my mouth up and down the hard cock. Somehow Mr. Keller zoomed in on just my face and the hard cock in my hand and mouth. A few minutes later you could see my mouth stop and my lips squeezing tightly around the hard cock in my. He slid off from Willow while yanking his pants. “Don’t come in!”“Is someone in there?” the janitor called.Willow had already reached a new level of panic while scrabbling for her clothes, nearly falling off the side of the platform.“It’s Mr Valcourt!” Justin exclaimed. He hurried to the door and leaned his shoulder against it. “We’re still holding a life drawing class in here. There’s a nude model.”“Still?” the janitor remarked. “It’s kind of late.”“We’re almost done,” Justin said. “Skip this. I opened drawers and found some pajamas in the third one. Probably not today's style but they were in good shape and they were flannel. Unlike those from my drawer, these might fit her without requiring drastic steps and safety pins.I looked in the closet and there was a quilted robe I thought might work. It might drag on the floor a bit but should keep her warm.I folded the robe and put the PJs on top of it and was just picking the pile up off the bed when I heard the shower turn off. I walked. I'd been wrong in my ideas about their mis-scheduling for the snow, though; they'd come for the woodlands—there were hiking trails all around, it seemed—and had hoped to avoid crowds. Well, a snow-free ski resort surely offered the latter.The middle-aged woman, when she arrived, joined us, though I got the impression she'd have preferred to have been on her own. Her name was Celeste something-or-other. The older guy, who showed up last, was a good deal more convivial; he was Douglas, "call me.