The girls have just paraded naked down main street in a spectacle of naked pony girls. Their tits bounced and jiggled and they worked up a fine sheen ...f sweat as they marched in lock step with one another as they had practiced. Their hands had been bound to the wooden posts they pulled, and their clits and nipples had been clipped with bells hanging from them so that as they marched they jingled in time.Each wagon was decorated with the colors of their school as they marched past entire. "But why were you in his room?" asked Dr. White cautiously."We were discussing a ... uh ... friend situation that had come up and I needed him to understand why it wasn't a good idea that it bothered me," said Dusty quietly as he blushed.Suzan suddenly broke out in a wide grin, but quickly removed it from her face before anyone could see it."You don't believe I had anything to do with his death do you?" asked Dusty suddenly nervous while looking over at Dr. White."No this had been going on for. If anyone asked why they tended to arrive at work together they would say they were carpooling, but few people paid that close attention to them. Just in case they spent their days avoiding each other to prevent any suspicion, and no one seemed to notice their relationship was flourishing. The same could not be said about the magazine where they worked. Circulation and subscriptions had gone way down since the new editor-in-chief began work in December, and the prospects for the future were not. " "I hope you are right," he said, letting out a soft sigh that implied he wasn't convinced I was right. "Plus," I added, the seduction moving forward at full throttle, "once the girls see your fucking cock you will have to beat them off with a stick." "Mom!" Michael replied shocked. Continuing my sexual flattery, I added, "You heard the saying it isn't the size that counts." "Yeah," he answered, confused by my intent. "That is bullshit and said by nice girls to keep up the egos of insecure.