" The ladies all really love you, sir." And I love them, even Gail whom I hadn't met before Friday." You have a unique relationship with your daughter..., sir." Wilkins chuckled at his understatement."Uhmmm, Wilkins, given that we were fucking my daughters side by side yesterday, I think you can really drop the 'Sir' vocabulary from now on. I don't need that kind of reverence." OK, sirrrrr," Wilkins laughed taking the edge off the tension in our conversation.I went on, "I do love my daughters in. I asked expecting another smart aleck answer. "I left it on the bus sir, I can go back and get it". I knew that wasn't true but, I also knew I was not going to get a straight answer from her".Amy please approach my desk. She got up from her desk her skin tight white blouse not leaving much to the imagination. This girl was doing everything she could to challenge my authority. As she stood by my desk I took my ruler out of my desk drawer. First of all your blouse is too tight you look like you. ” Sarah grinned broadly. “But this new confidence suits you,” she added with a friendly nudge of the girl’s shoulder as they walked along.As they drew nearer to the classroom, the murmur of voices died down and the sound of the acoustic guitar returned, quite a bit softer this time. Josie recognized the innovative strumming as the opening bars of Taylor Swift’s early crossover hit, “You Belong With Me.” Enjoying the sound, Josie was bobbing her head to the rhythm when both she and Sarah were. As is tradition, we partied the first night he was out and as we WENT FAST and got our goodies from a nieghborhood source, we were not able to go into town to pick up any of the numerous lady friends’ he could be fucking. So we partied by ourselves after a few friends’ left around 2 am that early morning after. When all were gone I made us a good sized ‘SHOT’ of our party goodies. He took a shower and when he came out he walked into my bedroom and sat on the bed. His towel was covering his.