My only hope was to retrieve my male clothes that I had hidden in the bush, but that was almost 2 kilometres away on the far end of the campus. I deci...ed that I could just walk quickly back up the path without making eye contact with other people and I would be fine. It was getting dark anyway so there wouldn't be as many people around. I made my way through the wooded area, completely naked and barefoot, then checked the path. There was no one coming, so I quickly exited the woods and set off. As they passed by a playground near the school, Samantha and Callee passed a mother and her young daughter, who looked about five. The mother, who was breastfeeding a newborn, had her ugly grey concubine shift lying on the bench next to her, whereas the five-year-old wore jeans and a T-shirt that advised the reader she was a Concubine Lover In Training. "Mommy, mommy!" the breathless child was reporting. "There's a couple over there, and they're fucking." She regarded her beloved mother with. She turned so I could do her bra, and after removing that I again held her, my front to her back, and palmed her tits for a while. I then moved one hand down inside her pants, finding a bare pussy, and gently rubbed her clit gently. After a minute or so of this I opened her pants and let them drop. Celeste kicked off her shoes and pants, then lowered her panties. I led her to the bed and began removing my own clothes while she watched. After I was undressed I crawled onto the bed. Celeste. “Where’s Janice?” “She’s at my house.” Rich opened the refrigerator and took out a long-neck. “Is she okay?” “She’s fine.” He popped the top off and took a long swig from his bottle. “So what’s going on?” “We’re switching places until the weekend.” “Really?” His voiced raised in pitch just a notch. “Why?” Emily stood up and pulled him to her by the front of his shirt. “Because I want to be your wife for a few days. Do you mind?” “You mean like cooking and everything?” he asked. “Yeah, like.