There was almost too much help. All Nancy could do was stand back and direct, as nearly a dozen people washed and cleaned the house, putting things aw...y, and cleaning it up again when they were done. It wasn't quite noon when everyone was back outside, busting up shipping cartons for the trash.Susan told Nancy, "Can you believe all the help you get here?" Susan, this is all so different. Everyone here is so friendly and helpful. This would have never happened up north. Steve's group is so much. You know why? They used to call me a slut in high school. An attention whore. Well, fuck it, we’re all adults now, huh? You were wondering why I smiled at you that time, huh? I like when boys look.”At this time, I was visibly turned on, but I wanted more details. “How? Just how?” I said with an almost entertained smile on my face.“How? Oh, my study buddy… I’ll tell you…”Now, Sharmell was nineteen at this time. Her life would soon change. The plot would thicken. It would be in the form of a. .. no, watching her face as she went through an orgasm... was so much fun in and of itself that he hadn't ever worried about himself. It was easy to beat off and think about her, and he'd done that many times. Would she really... ?"If you think that's a good idea..." he said softly.She leaned down and kissed him briefly. "You did it for me. I should do it for you." she said simply.She dropped to her knees and spread his legs apart with her hands on his thighs. She knee-walked between his legs. I need my butt plug, sir," she whimpered.As soon as she asked him, he inserted it all the way in until all that could be seen was the flange at the base. The butt plug had a pretty diamond crystal molted into the base that sparkled in the lights. It only made the viewing more erotic. She let out a groan that was so close to orgasm, but was not yet there. He took his belt off and rested the leather lay across her ass. He didn't even smack her with the belt; he just d**g it back and forth across.