”I nodded. I remembered getting lectures on Paul Revere, and Washington, and Franklin, so I knew what she meant.“I tend to agree,” I said lightl.... “The history we learned in school was carefully sanitized. They talked a lot about the Civil War, but they never discuss Normandy, or anything from World War Two. I think a lot of that might have to do with photography, though.”“Photography?” Glen asked skeptically.This was the first time we’d talked about history, or much of anything.“A lot of the. Let's go." Thank you, Governor. I am a bit scared at all this." Rubbish! We are all friends here, Esther. You'll see. Please join us, Charlie."He led them up the gently-sloping beach towards the road, and the group of people standing there. As they got closer, while Jenny was having fun sticking her feet into this huge area of sand, Mommy gave a gasp, and said, "Jenny! Look over there!"Jenny lifted her gaze from the easily-moving sand, and looked where her mother indicated. There was a tall. My pussy erupted all over the floor. I sucked my fingers clean with my mouth after it was over and stood up. I lowered my skirt and went back to my desk like nothing had happened. I felt like such a little office slut.That afternoon, after several hours of legitimate work, I felt myself getting all horny again. I got up and walked over to the same conference room, ready to repeat my morning fun, but it was occupied. I walked around discouraged, trying to find a different conference room, but. I knew the gag would come in handy. In fact, as Taylor probably excitedly pondered that he was about to scorea few free beers, I was pondering about how I was going to score Taylor . I went through all the thoughts in my head. How he would look bound and gagged.How he would endure pain. How he'd handle being totally used as a sex object- this hormonal, sweet little 20 year old who stands outside of liquor storesasking women ten years his senior to buy him a six pack. Taylor had a lot to learn..