"There's an unused classroom down the hall that was left unlocked. Would you like to go there?" Emma took a step closer and pecked Christine on the ch...ek. "Yes, please," was the only reply. They entered the dark classroom, which was far away from the gymnasium where the meeting was held. No prying eyes would find them there. Christine unbuttoned her own shirt, and then Emma's exposing both their sets of breasts to the moonlight filtering in from the windows. She kissed Emma's neck as she slid. "Amy's bare knees burned from friction on the carpeting. She obeyed him while thinking back to what had started all of this. Eric had been away on business all week and their bedtime sexting had become increasingly dirty with each passing night. During their last exchange, Amy had commented on how they could dirty text so easily, yet in person they really didn't let themselves do the same. "When you get home," she typed, "I want us to have a night where we let ourselves talk as dirty as. My high heels click against the tiled floor and my self-doubt evaporates when I realize that both Laurence and Robert are staring at me in complete longing. It doesn’t matter that I don’t have a six-pack or that I have soft curves; they seem to prefer that as I join Robert on the bed.“Sexy, beautiful girl,” he says as I shyly approach him on the mattress. “You’re stunning.”A deep crimson blush flushes my cheeks as I nervously take off my heels. “Thank you, Robert.”“Don’t be shy. Here. Let me. I shoveled cow and horse shit, chased chickens through dirt, hauled heavy hay bales and other stuff I didn’t want to remember. I had a fifteen-minute nap at lunch and then back to the dirty work.After dinner I went promptly to bed, being awakened sometime later by my bedmate who needed her itch scratched. I got the job done but it was an effort, something I never thought fucking could be.The next day I was assigned to Chuck, the late-twenties hired hand. Things were a little better although all.