I just need you to handle the counter.”Rebecca gulped and nodded. It wasn’t like the idea that she would end up in her father’s shop was new the...her. Either as an employee or as product, it was the family business after all.“Well I need to go down and get things started. Go ahead and clean up, just be down in time to open up.” He kissed her on the forehead and hurried down the stairs to the shop.Rebecca sighed and began getting herself clean as she had always done for as long as she could. Well, if that’s what she wants, might as well oblige. Leaving his ‘everything is normal’ command in effect, Erik stood up and walked to the front of the class and to the teachers desk. With but a thought he froze her in place, no much wanting to deal with the whore. Then turning around, he spoke in his own best teacher voice. ‘Attention class, I’m going to take over for now. A little change in topic for the day, if nobody objects.’ Of course nobody did. ‘Good, now Marla if you would come up. I was sitting inside of a car and next to me was Ruth, who was driving. She had the CD player going and was listening to Pink Floyd: The Wall and grinning. She seemed oblivious to the fact that I was looking around in confusion, trying to recall when and where I was. I looked over at her and my heart began to race, as it always did. Ruth was wearing a short black leather skirt and plunge-neck blouse. I could see her legs clear up above her knees and the silky smoothness of her thighs took my. Lydia was already pulling Carl's shirt out and had her hands on his chest. I did the same thing and was suprised how wiry Franks chest hair was. I was getting terribly wet and couldn't resist opening Frank's belt and sliding my hand over his cock.He must have figured out what was happening when I pressed my chest against his back. I don't have nearly the boobs that Lydia does. I heard him mutter, "Oh, my!" and he turned to face me. He gave a shocked glance over to Lydia and then grabbed me.Carl.