I quielty went in and pushed the underwear into the middle of the bag and walked back into the other room, just as I heard the lock click open. Close...call! Sharon walked in to find me stood in the sitting-room. “You OK?” she asked, “What you doing?” “nothing” I laughed, and we regained our chat/drink/smoke.Half an hour or so later, I needed to go again, and got a few light-hearted jibes about having a small bladder. Upon leaving the bathroom again, I heard Sharon on the telephone. . I want all of it. My skirts are getting shorter, but you know this, I’ve seen you watching my ass as I walk out of class. It takes everything I have not to stride back in and fuck you on your desk. Did you see that I didn’t wear any panties today? I think you did. Did you see my bare pussy when I parted my legs? Could you tell it was wet? It was wet for you, Professor. I touched it; did you see my fingers play there? I saw you looking. Did it turn you on? I was picturing your head there, your. We’ve got a very nice place on the third floor in Rayburn opening up.”I waved him quiet for a moment and then turned back to the others. “Okay, it sounds official. Start making your plans. When we get the word we can move, we want to do it quickly and cleanly and efficiently. Get with Marty on what we need to do and let me know how I can help you.”Around us the room erupted into a gabble of noise again. The Longworth Building hadn’t been bad, but Rayburn was a lot more modern and had a lot more. If you don’t follow my rules as a client, no matter your gender or lack thereof, I will kick you to the curb as quickly as any misbehaving man. I’m not getting throat cancer for some misguided notion of backing the cause. She, presumptuous ladies like her, and her inconsiderate brethren can fuck all the way off.So long, Sister Solidarity.********Other clients are an absolute dream.One regular always shows up showered and shaved, pays full price without complaint, gives unsolicited gifts, and.