Friday the 11th was the holiday for Lincoln’s Birthday. The next weekend was President’s Day, so we scheduled more seminars that weekend. The foll...wing weekend we scheduled seminars Saturday and Sunday. If we needed more, we would schedule them during Easter Break.Even Bridget’s mother, Maureen, helped. She helped make the flyer using a beautiful calligraphy script. My harem spent hours stuffing flyers into envelopes and addressing the envelopes. The school ran them through their postage meter,. On payday, she went into the manager’s office to get her check and found her friend Dolly bent over his messy desk with him pumping her exposed flanks with his friendly weapon. She was not bothered by her friend’s actions but realized that Dolly was getting a lot more money than her by offering her goodies for added compensation.When they were on the bus headed home, Dolly explained that she truly loved the manager, and she would do it for free, but he insisted on paying her the extra. ..ell Dave’s a girly sissy.. I never knew” he said smiling.“Look “ I stammered, “This is not what it looks like. I’m not gay”“Yeah” he said, “Dressed like that you’ve never looked straighter. I must say you look good.” Despite myself I was flattered by that comment. I quickly tried to explain although I cross-dressed I was straight and had never been with a guy. James knew my girlfriend Claire and had heard us fucking often enough. (The walls were thin and we all knew when were getting laid)“ I. ..”I stopped, hearing the key turning in the lock on the door. The door opened again. Sally led Becky back into the room. Becky with her hands tied and the collar round HER neck!Sally’s face was smeared all over with glistening, half-dried liquid and I realised she must have been eating Becky’s pussy. Becky looked furious. Sally, my beautiful Sally, was looking like I’d never seen her: still tired, but naughty. And victorious.“She tied my hands in front so I could eat her properly - that was.