He stood there over me sitting there in the car as he tucked his expensive silk shirt into his jeans. Then he explained to his friends that they would...have to excuse him as "I've got a girl here who's dying for a good fuck". His friends were OK about it and they had a good laugh about it. He counted out some money to the men explaining to me that he had some business to do. Then he climbed into the car and adjusted himself in the driving seat. He tucked away the remaining money in his jeans. It seemed to be working, as Jo and Pat downed tools and the three of them sat on rocks, trailing their feet in the water, and chatted in a friendly way. I managed to get closer, without being seen, and settled in my vantage point to await developments. They didn’t take long to happen, and to my surprise it was Pat who started things off. Maybe Jim had been giving her breasts a lot of attention, but she unbuttoned her shirt and stood there in front of him, so he could feast his eyes on them.. I had seen him in action a lot of times. His cross questioning in courtroom was a stuff of legends. There was no explanation why I called Roger, and not the people who could have answer to the questions about Mike's whereabouts."I knew that you were angry because I told Roger about the pregnancy first and not you. Believe me, he just happened to call the time when I came to know of it and I told him, it was not like I called him and told him." I tried to subvert the situation with a lie.Mike. After the third class I was gathering papers from the guys at my desk all four were around me. I had fantasized about being in prison and being made a bitch. That thought flashed through my mind as I glanced at the nearest prisoner's crotch. That night I jacked off thinking about sucking those cocks or even fucking these men. I knew if I did I would get fired and lose all of my teaching credentials. But it was a great fantasy. That weekend as I graded papers I found a note scribbled on.