’ O…K I thought. Was the rigs some sort of posh hotel or nightclub that I didn’t know about? Obviously he saw the confused look on my face becau...e he said, ‘You know, North Sea Oil?’ He smiled. Obviously he got this all the time right? Because of course he didn’t look the type to work on an oil rig. ‘An oil rig? B-but you’re too.. clean.’ I stammered. He laughed at that, and a broad grin crossed his face. ‘I don’t actually work on the rigs, honey. I fly the guys in and out to the rigs. They. I bit back a groan as Jessica yelled out as the man pushed into her right in front of us and started rocking her body with hard strokes. Tera sat on the seat next to Jessica and spread her own legs, the camera showing that she had no panties on. She started running her middle finger over her clit, and pushing her forefinger inside herself and moaning like an over-sexed whore as she watched the woodman banging the hell out of Jessica Jaymes. I didn’t know about everyone else in the center, but. A typical Indian female yet with that convent accent. I was an average student, so she decided to give me extra classes. The Bitch got kicks in punishing, humiliating students. Once I was asked to stay back in the class, she gave me an exercise in English to do. The hands of the large clock on the wall slowly moved to indicate four thirty others had gone to the Field for play. I was bent down over my books, my face still red with embarrassment at the sharp rebuke I had just received from her. They threw me into a desk. Then i realized what was going on. They were lined up in front of me in full uniform, getting ready to do cheers. I sat and stared at the two of them, "practicing", looking gorgeous, bouncing around, and doing great things. They finished and again asked what i thought. I told them they were great, really shows school spirit. Then my sister looked pissed. She told me "i meant about krystal, is she fucking hot or what." I was shocked, but not nearly as shocked.