"Your stepfather is William Styles," the Dean began without preamble.Valerie nodded."Speak up girl! Speak up!" the Dean admonished her."Yes, but I ju...t refer to him as my father," Valerie blushed."Hmm...commendable, commendable."Valerie very soon realised that the Dean of Admissions, who was also thehead of the English and History Departments, was a blatherer whoconstantly repeated himself.The Dean was head down studying documents which she recognised as theletters of recommendation from. A son’s privilege, I guess. Well old Eager Beaver was still pounding away but was starting to go all white eyed and short of breath, so I knew he was about done. A few seconds later his cock started that familiar twitching. He might have been a little short of meat, but his balls were working just fine. His first jet hit the walls of my pussy like someone had turned on a water hose! And he just kept cumming. And cumming. And cumming. I didn’t think I was that close but his third or fourth shot. Ihad time to fear, and fret.Now, I luxuriated. I stayed in the Jacuzzi for minutes that went tohours. My fingers and arms and body went pickles. I didn't want to getout. And then, too soon, too soon?."You aren't allowed to be here, you filthy preverty slut," MistressJulie glared at me, standing tall and pretty, in a formal gown of allthings. "This is where normal people bathe. You have a bucket." Curtsey, Mistress Julie, "I exclaimed, with a lisp even. "I was toldto get clean. This slut. This wasn't turning into a very good visit. I needed to think of something to say to get things back to where everyone wasn't angry at everyone else."Clara, you went to see the doctor. You seem to want us to believe that you thought that's all your mom wanted when you two made that deal. I know that isn't what you really believe." Clara looked at me. Now she was upset because it sounded like I was taking her mother's side of things. "Your mom believes this doctor can help you. Tell her why you.