I was wondering if I could be allowed out of my room, only for a little while. Maybe half an hour a day? And maybe go to the library to read, or have ... wander in the gardens?” I asked. “Please I would be very grateful. And it would make it easier for me to learn.” I added.For a time - it seemed like hours - Bart said nothing and continued to bathe me. Only after he had finished bathing me properly soaping, rinsing and drying my pussy and arse, probing his fingers into the holes and making sure. .. not so good. John, of course, was little recognized, but most of us knew how well he looked after the percussion department. It was one of those hidden components among all the others, but we knew how talented he was.As the semester came to a close, I had received my application acceptance to Sac State, as had Marianna of course. We now knew which courses we were taking and I felt lucky that my chosen electives were all available to me. Marianna was placed in a special fine arts program due. Nobody really knew why he called her that...Cindy and Beverly weren't even 'also rans' -- their names weren't on the ballot. It would have been another way to abuse them and otherwise pointless, so they sat out on something both had thoroughly expected to be more or less in charge of. Tyrone's answer was, "You don't need that stuff. Concentrate on what is real. That crap is like a birthday party -- when it's over, you're not famous anymore." Cindy's Momma, Elaine, overheard this advice and came. As she finished sucking him off for the last time before they arrived in Heathrow, the stewardess looked up and said, "We are on the same flight back tomorrow. I look forward to it, Master." I shall be travelling with my wife," he said."That is a pity, Master. Is she a western woman?" Yes, and she doesn't understand Kobekistani customs yet." Then I shall not cause you or her any worries," said the experienced woman, "But it is a pity. I do enjoy serving you much more than some of the passengers.