"Priscilla gripped the hem of my nightgown and lifted it over my head andthen said, "Darling Christine, I just adore your lovely smooth shavenbody, it...must be delightful when you wear lovely soft clothes."I replied, "It is Priscilla, my winning the prize of a wedding gown hasbrought me out of the closet and I wish to always wear feminine clothes." And you will make the most beautiful bride too my darling, come take mynightgown off for me."I bent down and reached for the hem of Priscilla's. I moved so that I was in front of him and pulled his cock from the restraints of his pants. Its warmness filled my hand and then my mouth. He slid Jo’s skirt up to her waist and she spread her legs wider for him to gain access. Slowly James slipped his finger in and out in the same rhythm as I was sucking his dick. She closed her eyes and licked her lips. He nudged open her shirt and with his free hand suckled her breast. The nipple was erect as he flicked it with his tongue. With my free hand. "Due to my position, the words that I spoke were directed towards her sex, as if I was carrying on the conversation directly with her pussy instead of Janice herself. The symbolism couldn't be any more clear: I was worshipping her sex and treating it like an independent (and superior) being."Why just panties?" Janice asked.This threw me a bit. "I guess..." I stammered, "uh ... I guess that's all I thought you meant by underwear." And why would that be?" Moving her hips, Janice began to rub her. After about tenseconds, which to the happy couple must have felt a lot longer, Mr Hobsoncontinued, "Excellent, now if year five can do the honours."I sat back and watched as the eight eldest students made their way to thekitchen area and returned with flutes half full of champagne, which werequickly distributed. I saw the confused look on others in our year andrealised that most didn't understand what was happening."Only one member of Fran and Ingrid's official party has so far beendecided, so.