." "Look in my eyes. Do as I ask, lift up your skirt." I blushed and did it, gazing into his green eyes. He never even tried to peek at me. "Move your...knees apart." I swallowed, staring at him, and did it. It was surreal. "Don't hesitate." "I... I won't, S... Sir." It just came out. It felt right. I don't know why. I knew his name was Andrew. It would be a long time before I felt confident enough to use his name. "Turn toward me." I did. "Slide your finger into your pussy then take it out and. “Ready for round eight?”I chuckled. “Eight? I thought it was six!” I reached down to cup her pussy. It was a tad dry as she had just wiped, but I knew she could make a comeback. “Let me see if there’s one more in there… you raunchy little bitch… yeah there we are… there’s the juice for Daddy… uh huh… rub those slutty tits into my chest and fuck my hand like the slut you are… that’s a good babygirl… mmhmm… you feel those fingers inside you... show me how slutty you are for daddy… you fucking. " Let me be perfectly blunt, Kelly ... I can go along with the statues and the paintings ... business is business and when you think about it, there really isn't any difference between the poses we've been doing and any of the Greek statues of two thousand years ago or of the statues that used to hold up clocks and lamps during Victorian times but I think that I speak for Jill, as well, when I say that there is no way ... no way IN HELL that a statue of Jill and me making love will ever, EVER. .the Administration told me I qualified for some sortof Lady Bird Stanford scholarship or something, some suffragette or such.So, they gave me a full scholarship, and the extra loan money has justbeen added to my account. But my roommates here seem shopaholics to saythe least, and they took me out yesterday and I dropped about $2000 onthis stuff. I need a way out!" Lady Bird Stanford? Do you mean Lady Elizabeth Stanton? You have tomean that. That's the only scholarship I've heard of, named.