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All these stories are a work of fiction and care was taken - no
letters were hurt when they were placed on the page.

Any characters, places, businesses and/or circumstances etc.
described herein are entirely fictional and are a product of my
imagination.  None of the following is based on real organisms or
organizations, and any semblance to anyone or anything real,
living, deceased or imaginary, is purely coincidental. There is
no place called Cherish Valley in the United States that I am
aware of.


Here are my thoughts on writing stories for my own enjoyment:

What I write in these stories not practical, not least of all
because a fantasy avoids the mechanical problems of such a
real-life scenario, but the strongest reason of all is the
mindset that it would take to carry out such a thing as what I
write about, which few people (let alone the average girl like
me) could manifest, no matter how much the fantasy appeals to
them on a personal level.  Writing about a fantasy is not the
same as an adult committing vicarious situations that I write
about.


Author's advisory: All these stories that I write about are for
adults only. If you're under-aged or of a closed mind and you
read my stories, your teeth will rot and all your hair will fall
out! This stuff is too mature and sophisticated for you.

SPECIAL NOTE: For this series, Holly is a real email friend and a
teacher and mother and that this is her dream. This story is
Holly's fantasy, nothing more, as she says, this is her dream. 
The events that transpire in this story are the product of
Holly's and mine fantasy.

She would like to hear from readers of this story, especially
female readers, about sharing mutual fantasies with young girls
or their daughters.  Please email me and I will forward your
email to Holly.  After that it will be up to Holly and you, the
reader, to carry on an email conversation.

I also want to thank "Sir Denim" you know who you are, for some
of the ideas in this story.  Sir Denim is a fan of the "Holly"
series and will probably make more appearances in future stories.

I think we will do a fourth part to this story. But it will be
awhile before I can complete it. In the meantime, enjoy the
story.

Anyone who is an adult or age of majority, of course, is welcome
to continue.

Email me with your comments at: msteven1005@yahoo.com



Holly 3:  Friday


Holly was standing in the bathroom, the one down the hall from
her former bedroom.  Penny had taken up residence in her bedroom
yesterday evening, the master bedroom, and was singing out loud.
A happy child is a child who can sing at home while getting ready
for the day.


"You would think that by the time a person gets to be forty years
old they would be pretty self-aware."  Holly thought to herself
as she brushed her hair.   "I always thought I was.  But
yesterday I learned something about myself; I don't like
surprises."


She remembered the rape scene yesterday at the Pussy Lips.  Holly
had been fantasying for years about her daughter Penny.  She
fantasized about having dirty, nasty sex with Penny.  She wanted
Penny to take over her sex life, telling her what to do.  But
Penny's attitude yesterday was a surprise to her.  Penny had
really enjoyed fucking her in the store, molesting her in the
car, and kicking her out of the master bedroom.  Holly thought it
would be more a give and take but Penny was doing all the taking.


"I really don't like decisions, either." Mused Holly as she put a
pink ribbon in her hair, "Especially important ones that will
change your life."


"Hurry up, mother." yelled Penny, "I want my breakfast ready when
I come downstairs!"


"Yes, dear" replied Holly.  Her clit twitched when she said that.
 Before yesterday her eleven year old daughter would have never
dreamed of ordering her mother around.  The important decision
that Holly made yesterday sitting in the car in the school
parking was the life changer.  Holly only fantasized about it
having Penny run her life, now it was for real.  Seriously, how
is an eleven-year-old supposed to know what she wants out of
life?  Holly knew the answer to that one.


Holly went to her bedroom, put on a lacy white bra, a white
blouse and a black skirt that came mid-thigh.  She slipped her
feet into a pair of black four inch pumps and headed downstairs.


"Hi, Miss. Anderson" smiled ten year old Carol as she sat on the
kitchen counter top.  She was wearing a short plaid school skirt
with white ankle socks.  Her hair was in a ponytail and she had a
blue and white blouse on.


"Oh," replied a startled Holly.  "Good morning to you Carol. 
Aren't you going to take the school bus this morning?" Holly
found it difficult to avert her eyes from the young girl's creamy
thighs.


"Naw, I wanted to see how my favorite woman was today because we
have such a busy weekend ahead of us," giggled the ten year old.


"What does your mother think about you riding to school with us?"
 She ignored the "woman" comment.  Holly really wanted to remove
Carol's blouse and run her tongue over her nipples.  Damn she was
getting wet again.


"That bitch doesn't know if I'm coming or going," Carol smiled.


Holly blushed as she went to the cabinet to get a couple of
glasses.


"Hmmm, come here Miss. Anderson" ordered Carol, the smile gone
from her face.  "You need a wardrobe adjustment."


Holly walked over and stood in front Carol, not looking at her. 
Carol quickly undid all the buttons on Holly's blouse.


"Take off your blouse."  Carol said simply.


Holly shrugged her shoulders and took off her blouse.


"Now take off your bra."


"Carol, I can get in trouble for this at school," pleaded Holly.
"This not part of the school dress code."


"Shush, Miss. Anderson and do what I say," admonished the girl.


Holly took off her bra and laid it on the counter.  Holly was
blushing, her chest turning red from embarrassment.  She stood
topless in front of the ten year old.


"You shouldn't be ashamed of your small titties, Miss. Anderson,
I think they are adorable," Carol said as she reached out with
both hands and tweaked Holly's nipples.


Holly tried to back away from the probing hands.  Holly's bra
size was a 34B.   She had always been very sensitive about her
breasts, easily embarrassed especially standing in front of ten
year old.


"Stand still!" glared Carol.  "Jeez you can be so stupid
sometimes!"


"Please don't, I have to get breakfast for Penny," Holly said
with tears in her eyes as the ten year old pulled, pinched, and
twisted Holly's nipples.  She didn't like being called `Stupid'
but it did make her clit twitch.


Carol looked at Holly with a wicked smile.  "We are going to have
so much fun, aren't we, Miss. Anderson?"


"Yes, I guess so," Holly tried not to sound desperate, but her
nipples were hurting with the abuse they were taking.


"Hey, quit molesting my mom," laughed Penny as she walked into
the kitchen.  "Mom, put your blouse back on, no bra either.  You
don't have to show off your small titties to every girl that
comes along."


Holly blushed as she put her blouse back on.  "I wasn't showing
off my breasts..."  Holly let it drop as Penny and Carol frowned
at her.


"Leave the top three buttons undone, Miss. Anderson," said Carol
as she jumped down from the counter.


As Holly poured milk and cereal into bowls and poured orange
juice for the girls Penny said, "Here mom," Penny waved a handful
of panties at her.  "I know you love my panties, especially used
panties..." she giggled.


"Um, what do you mean? I don't love your panties." Holly
stammered.  How did Penny know that she sniffed her panties?


Penny laughed.  "Yeah, right mom, I found a stash of my used
panties in the closet when I moved into MY new room last night. 
I always wondered where they went.  Thought the clothes dryer
gremlin ate them or something."


"Well, I was going to wash them and never got around to it,"
Holly blushed again.


"Don't try and fucking deny it mom.  We know that mother's can't
get enough of their pre-teen daughter's cunt smell," Penny and
Carol smiled.  "It is what every pervert mother craves."  The
girls laughed.


"Penny..." Holly tried to reply.  "...please don't curse."


"Shut up the fuck up mother.  Put these panties in your purse. 
But this one..." Penny said as she held up a pair of blue lacy
panties, she turned it inside out revealing a brown streak about
an inch long on the cotton fabric, "I want you to put in the top
drawer of your desk.  So that each time you open the drawer you
will think of my anus, my lovely brownie."


"Penny, please..." Holly stammered.


"No whining mother. Just fucking do it," Penny ordered as she sat
down at the table.


"And these too, Miss Anderson," Carol added as she took out a
pair of plain gray panties contained in a plastic baggie from her
backpack and handed them to Holly.  "I peed on these this
morning.  I thought you might enjoy my lovely smell."  The ten
year old giggled as she sat back down at the table.



"We almost forgot," said Penny. "You have an appointment with the
senior scouts after school."


"What do you mean?" asked Holly.


"You know that I want to join Girl Scouts, right?" Penny asked.


Holly nodded her head as she placed two glasses of orange juice
in front of the girls.   Holly had been trying to Penny to the
Scouts for several years now.  Holly considered the scouting
organization a healthy outlet for young girls.


"You have to be interviewed by the Senior Scouts, mom, fill out
some paperwork then I can join."


"Ok, no problem.  How about your mother, Carol?  Is she going to
join you in scouting?"  Carol's mom was a recluse in Holly's
book.  Hardly ever came out of the house which made Holly wonder
about her.


"My bitch of a mom refuses to join scouting with me."


"Please don't refer to your mother like that, Carol," Holly said
as she walked back to the counter.  "Candy is a very nice lady."


"She's a bitch because she doesn't want to help me," Pouted the
ten year old.


Holly shrugged her shoulders accepting the explanation.  Holly
knew that some mother's didn't join up with their daughters.  In
that case, the scouts had a program where a young girl could
recruit an adult female to be a surrogate mother for the girl. 
Something about being an adult escort bothered her, it sounded
nasty or dirty.


"I can't join the Girl Scouts without my mother but I can join
the Scouts if I have an adult escort."


"Well, I don't know about being an adult escort."


"Come on, mom.  Both Carol and I want to join together and we
can't do that without your help" Penny smiled sweetly at her
mother.  Carol looked expectantly at Holly also.


"Won't scouting interfere with your sports after school?"


"Most scouting is done on the weekends, mom.  Plus all of our
games are played after school during the week."


Penny was on the middle school volleyball team.  They practiced
Monday and Wednesday's and played games against other schools on
Thursday's. Holly shrugged her shoulders and nodded her head. 
Both girls had big smiles on their faces.


"Thanks, mom, you're the best," smiled Penny.


"Thanks, Miss. Anderson, I really appreciate it," smiled Carol.


"Um, Penny, there is something that you can do for me." Holly had
a looked of concern on her face.


"What's that, mom?"


"I want to take this dog collar off." Holly stated as she touched
the collar.


"Why, mom? It is so becoming of you," Penny and Carol laughed.


"That's not funny girls.  I called Miss. Boyd after school
yesterday and she said that we could come by her office at lunch
time today.  But she said that I had bring along my daughter"
Holly said looking at Penny.


"At lunch? That is the only time I get to all my friends."


"Miss Boyd said it would only take a couple of minutes when we
got there to remove the collar."


"I don't know mom.  I mean, I like the collar on you," Penny
smiled.  "I hear it will be the next fashion rage for older women
like you."


"Yeah, Miss. Anderson, it makes you so grownup," Carol giggled.


"Come on, please, Penny? I did agree to join you in scouting,"
Holly said looking at her daughter.


"Ok, mom, let's go over at lunch." Penny said as she scooped
another spoonful of cereal.


Holly didn't like having to ask Penny for permission to remove
the collar but she did need her if Miss. Boyd was going to remove
it and maybe get some of  her self-respect back.


***


Holly drove up to the school and parked in the area reserved for
teachers.  Penny and Carol bounded out of the car.


"See you in class mom." Penny waved as both girls took off across
the parking lot to meet up with their friends.


Holly lived in the town of Zip Down.  Four large towns made up
the area known as Cherish Valley.  Intercourse, Climax, Zip Down,
and Bikini Bottom.  Climax was the county seat where the Board of
Elders held sway over the Valley.  Each town had its own school
district made up of an elementary, middle, and high school. 
Holly was a middle school math teacher in Zip Down.


As Holly walked across the parking lot she heard a lot whistling
and cat calls.  She looked around to see who the kids were
laughing at.  It was her.  Holly blushed as she looked down to
see her right nipple slightly poking thru the opening of her
blouse.


"Getting a little pointy there Miss. Anderson?" A boy laughed as
she grabbed his crotch in a lewd manner.


"Happy to see me, Miss. Anderson?" laughed a girl.  "Your nipples
sure are." She laughed.  The girl was wearing a denim shirt that
showed her mid-riff.  Across the front of the denim shirt was
written "I'm a sexy 12 year old."  The girl wore a tight short
denim mini skirt.  She reached her hand under her skirt and moved
it up and down a couple of times.


Holly blushed as she watched the girl hump her hips into her
hand, "You should be doing this for me, Miss. Anderson!" the girl
laughed and the other kids laughed with her.


Another boy woofed liked a dog.  "I just love your doggie collar,
Miss. Anderson"


Holly didn't say anything as she grabbed her blouse and pulled it
over her nipple.   She was blushing and angry.  More angry with
herself for not realizing her nipple wasn't covered by her open
blouse.


"Damn it!" thought Holly.  "I am wet between my legs, fuck!"


Holly walked into the administration office still holding her
blouse.


 "Morning, Holly," smiled Janelle the office secretary.  Janelle
was forty- something and had two kids in high school.  "Mrs.
Wright would like to see you."


"I don't have time, Janelle."


"She said that you were to come right into her office first
thing"


Holly shrugged her shoulders.  "Damn it, Ok," Holly walked around
the counter and knocked on Mrs. Wright's door.


"Come in."


"You wanted to see me, Mrs. Wright?" Holly asked as she let go of
her blouse, her right nipple safely tucked covered by the blouse.



"Yes," Mrs. Wright said as she signed some paper work on her
desk.  After she finished she looked up at Holly.  "Ah, how come
you aren't wearing an outfit like what you wore yesterday?"


Holly had worn five inch black heels, white knee stockings, a
plaid mini skirt that came mid-thigh, a white halter top that
exposed her mid-riff, and a small push-up bra that just covered
her "B" cup breasts for the restraint demonstration in her
classroom yesterday.


"Um, didn't know that I had too," Holly smiled weakly.  She was
very uncomfortable yesterday wearing that outfit in front of her
students, the other teachers and the whole school.


"Well, starting next Monday you are to wear similar outfits like
the one you wore yesterday."


Holly gulped.  "Why is that?"


"The school board is going to try a new learning technique in the
classroom."


"What does that have to do with dressing like a slut?"  Holly bit
her tongue after she said that.  She looked like a slut yesterday
and didn't like it.


"Dressing like a slut as you put it, especially yesterday, is the
new technique.  The board thinks that the students will learn
better with teachers looking sexy."


"Oh."


"Now, I've heard that that was a very successful class
demonstration yesterday.  The kids enjoyed it and I have some
emails from parents who were pleased that their kids were
enthusiastic about the class when they got home."


"Thanks," Holly nodded and stared down at the carpet.  She was
embarrassed about her behavior yesterday.


"Dressing like a slut as you did yesterday really help the
demonstration."


"Thanks," Holly said again.  She didn't like dressing like a slut
but the kids really seemed to enjoy it.


"Janelle," Mrs. Wright said into the speaker on her desk.


"Yes, Mrs. Wright?"


"Are the three mothers here yet?"


"Yes they are Mrs. Wright."


"Please send them in."


Three women came walking thru the door.  If Holly had never met a
slutty looking woman before, she had now.


"Thank you, ladies for coming this morning.  This is Holly
Anderson, one of my math teachers," smiled Mrs. Wright.


"Hi," Holly nodded her head at the three women.


"Hi, I'm Christy Hunter." The woman offered her hand.  Holly
shook it.  Mrs. Hunter was wearing five inch pink heels, a very
tight business skirt that came to her knees, a black blazer with
one button clasped.  She was not wearing a blouse or bra under
the blazer and her hair was done in pony tail.  On her blazer she
had a large pink button with white hearts around the edge of it
that proclaimed "I Love Jizz."


"Hi, Holly, I'm Angie Burns." The woman smiled as Holly shook her
hand.  Mrs. Burns was wearing black and white saddle shoes, pink
lacy ankle socks, pink mini skirt with a poodle imprint on the
front, a white halter top with no bra.  Mrs. Burns' nipples were
poking straight out.  She was sucking a lollipop and her hair was
done in pigtails with pink ribbons.  Her halter top had "Kiddie
Pervert" in pink across the front.


"Hi, Holly, I'm Carla Hoops."  Holly shook her hand also.  Mrs.
Hoops was wearing flip flops and a string bikini.  The bikini top
wrapped around her chest, her nipples poking thru thin clothe
that was about two inches wide.  The bikini top barely covered
her aureoles.  She had a see through scarf wrapped around her
waist that partially covered her almost non-existent bikini
bottom.  Mrs Hoops' had her hair done in a pony tail.


"As you probably heard Holly, at last month's school board
meeting it was decided that each school district around the
Valley would set up masturbation clubs for their students."


"Our club will be called "Happy Fingers," Smiled Cindy Hunter.


Mrs. Wright smiled.  "The formation of the club requires that
three mother's assist the boys with their masturbation
techniques, hence their outfits."


"We will be recruiting boys today," smiled Mrs. Burns who stood
there with her hands on her hips looking all important.


"I would imagine that dressed like that you should have no
problem recruiting all the boys in Middle School," smiled Holly.
At least she didn't have to be involved in something like this. 
"Who is the teacher that will work with the girls?"


"Mrs. Rosen volunteered yesterday," smiled Mrs. Wright.  "Anyway,
Holly that was all I wanted to talk to you about."


"Thanks," Holly waved as she headed out the door.  "Good luck
ladies." Holly waved at the three mothers.  The three mother's
giggled as Holly walked out the door.


Janelle was trying to get a group of boys to class.  They had
followed the three mothers into the office.  One of them saying,
"...But we want to see the three whores!"


Janelle replied, "Their not whores! They are just here to set up
a club.  Now get to class before you all get a tardy."


Holly made her way thru the group of boys who had eager looks. 
Holly wondered if the three mother's would be enough to handle
the boys in the school.



***


Holly walked down the hallway to her classroom.  As she entered
all the kids were sitting at their desks waiting for her.


"Good morning class" Holly smiled.


"Good morning Miss. Anderson!" replied the class.  Then they
started giggling.


Holly looked around the classroom and smiled at the kids.  `I
wonder what they are giggling about?' she thought to herself. 
Holly opened her purse and took out Penny's brown streaked
panties in a non chalant way and placed them in the top drawer of
her desk.  The class was still giggling.  Holly felt certain that
the kids couldn't see that she took Penny's brown stained panties
out of her purse.


When Holly turned around to write math equations on the board she
noticed what they were laughing at.  At the top of the chalk
board was written `WHORE'.  Holly turned several shades of red as
the class laughed out loud.  Holly's pussy suddenly leaked and
her adrenaline kicked in.  Holly reached for the eraser to wipe
the word but realized it was written too high up for her to reach
it.  She would have to use the chair to reach it.  Holly decided
to let it go until after class.


"Very funny class," Holly smiled weakly.  Might as well go along
with them she thought.  Secretly she like being degraded this
way.


"We will erase it for you Miss Anderson if you let us play with
your titties."  A boy laughed in the back row.


"Nobody is playing with my titties... I mean breasts." Holly
replied.  She was very wet now and getting horny.


"Ok, how about you teach the class topless then we will erase
it." A girl in the second row asked.


Holly thought for a moment and shrugged her shoulders.  "You
erase it first then I will teach the class topless." She replied.
 What the hell she thought.  I probably couldn't reach it even
standing on the chair.


One of the boys jumped up, walked to the front of the class and
took desk chair, stood on it and erased the word.


As the boy got down the class started chanting, "Take it off! 
Take it off!"


Holly pulled her blouse out of her skirt, undid the buttons and
slipped the blouse off her shoulders.  The class started clapping
and cheering.  Several of the girls in the front row started
laughing and pointing at Holly's breasts.


"There so cute!" One said.


"We can do easy math problems with her titties their so small."
Another laughed.


Holly turned red again.  She almost covered her breasts but
decided that she couldn't teach the class with her hands covering
her size thirty-four breasts.


Holly's nipples were pointing straight out as she began to teach
the class.  As the hour wore on she wrote some problems on the
board.  She couldn't tell if the kids were paying attention to
the problems or her breasts.


"Ok class, pop quiz.  I have put ten problems on the board.  This
quiz will go for part of your grade.  You have until the end of
class to answer the questions correctly."


One boy raised his hand.  "Miss. Anderson, what if I all get the
ten questions correct, can I pinch your nipples on our way out
the door?"


"No, absolutely not," Holly replied looking worried.  "No
negotiation on this."


"Ok," said a girl in the third row.  "What if we all as a class
get all ten problems correct.  Can we pinch your nipples then at
the end of class?"


"No," Holly blushed.


"Awe, come on, Miss. Anderson.  Think of it as an incentive to do
Good in your class!" said another girl.


The girl had a point thought Holly.  I don't think the whole
class can get the correct answers to the problems.  If that's the
case, then I have nothing to worry about.


"Ok, but the whole class has to get all ten problems correct or
else no pinching my breasts.  And I will be walking around to
make sure there is no cheating."


The class laughed and high fived each other.  This was a
challenge they wouldn't mess up.


The class got to work on the problems.  With five minutes left to
the bell the papers were handed in.  Holly's heart sank as she
went thru each one.  All correct.  The class was looking at her
with anticipation.


Holly looked up at the class.  They had cheated somehow.  She
just didn't know how they did it.  "Ok, class you win..."


There was cheering and laughing.


"...I don't know how you did it, but a deal is a deal."  Holly's
clit jump when she said that.  She did have a happy look on her
face but inside she was excited.


"Ok, line up by the door," Holly shrugged her shoulders as she
got from the chair.


"I don't wanna pinch her titties.  I wanna slap her face," one
girl said.


"I wanna kiss her," a girl smiled.


"I want her to touch my cock," A boy yelled out.


"Wait a minute that wasn't deal!" Holly protested.


"Tough shit Miss. Anderson.  We passed your quiz.  What
difference does it make it we pinch your titties or do other
things?"  A girl replied as she walked up to Holly.


"No, that wasn't the deal," Holly protested again.


Three kids grabbed Holly by the arms and pushed her to the door.
"Shut up Miss. Anderson and take it like a woman."


The boy who wanted his cock touched was first in line with his
cock out out of his pants.  The nine inches of the twelve year
old boy was standing straight up.


"Come on, whore.  Give it a couple of strokes," The boy hissed
looked directly into Holly's eyes, almost daring her not to touch
his cock.


Holly reached out her hand and wrapped it around the shaft.  She
slowly stroked it a couple of times.


The bell rang signaling the end of class.


"Satisfied now?" she asked the boy.


"Yea, it felt really good, Miss. Anderson." Smiled the boy.


Next was a girl who reached out with both hands and grabbed
Holly's nipples with her index fingers and thumbs.  The girl
pulled hard then pinched her.


"Ow!" Holly said with tears in her eyes as her body was pulled
forward.


She started to reach up with her hands but the girl said, "Shut
up Miss. Anderson and put your arms at your sides."  The girl
ordered.


By the time the tenth student had pinched and pulled her titties,
Holly's breasts were numb.


Then came the girl who wanted to slap her face.  She stood in
front of Holly.


"Bitch!" the girl said and slapped Holly's left cheek.  Holly's
face stung with the blow of the slap.


"Cunt!" she said as she slapped Holly's right cheek.


Holly had tears in her eyes as her face stung.  "Thanks, Miss.
Anderson, you're the best!" smiled the girl as she walked out the
door.  "I feel better," the girl giggled to her friend who was
waiting for her.


The last student was the girl who wanted to kiss her.  The
youngster stood in front of Holly and reached up with both hands.
 The girl's right hand went behind Holly's neck and her left hand
went behind her head.  The youngster pulled Holly forward and
started kissing her.


Holly tried not to open her mouth but the girl's tongue found the
opening and snaked in.  "Mmm, Mmm" moaned the girl as her tongue
wrestled with Holly's tongue.  After twenty seconds of French
kissing the girl broke it off.


"You're a good kisser Miss. Anderson, Thanks!" the girl smiled as
she walked out the door.


Holly stood there in shock as her wetness coated the inside of
her thighs and her nipples stood out rock hard.  Holly managed to
compose herself and put her blouse back on before the next class
came in.


Penny was in her next class.  Word was sure to get around about
the end of class molesting she went thru.


Holly was sitting at her desk.  She had the top drawer open and
was staring at Penny's poop stained panties.  Holly looked over
at the door and back to panties.  Quickly she picked up the
panties and sniffed the stain.  Holly breathed deep.  The aroma
was heavenly.  Whatever she was feeding Penny she needed to keep
doing it.


Holly heard kids laughing as they came in the door.  She quickly
stuffed the panties back in the drawer.  She smiled at the kids
as they took their seats.   Holly was trying to look like nothing
had happened.


"Hi, Mom!" smiled Penny and her friends walked into the
classroom.


Holly waited a couple more minutes for the kids to arrive.  The
bell rang and she got up from her desk.


"Penny, can you please pick up last night's homework?"


"Sure, mom," Penny smiled as she got up from her desk and walked
around the classroom gathering papers.  She placed them on her
mom's desk and took her seat.  While Penny was doing this the
class was staring at Holly.  Holly was very uncomfortable
standing in front room.


"Grade them now, Miss. Anderson!" urged Bobby Hoops.  Bobby was
the son of Carla Hoops the mother who was part of the
masturbation club that the school was trying to launch.


"That's Ok," replied Holly.  "I will wait for the end of class to
grade the homework."


"We want you to grade the homework now, mom" Penny looked at her
mother.


"Why? What's the big deal if I do it later?" Holly looked
confused with the request.


"Because if you grade the homework now we want you to do
something for us," smiled a girl from the front row.


"Crap now what?" Holly had an exasperated look on her face.  The
class laughed at her question.


"If our homework is one hundred percent correct then you have to
teach the class with your anus exposed to us," smiled Penny.


"What? No, I can't do that.  I would get in trouble for that!"


"Just grade the homework first, mom," replied Penny.


Penny's tone of voice had an edge to it.  Holly nodded her head
and sat down at the desk.  The class looked expectantly at her as
she went thru the homework.  Holly looked up at the class after
fifteen minutes.


"Well?" asked Bobby.


"Ok, so everybody got the right answers." Holly replied. 
"But..."


"Good," Penny interrupted her mother.  "Now what you have to do
is lift up your skirt, pull your panties down to your knees, bend
over with your rear end facing us, and use your hands to spread
your cheeks.  You have to teach the rest of the hour that way." 
Penny told her mom.


"No Penny.  That is asking too much of me!"  Holly was wet
between her legs again.  Damn it she thought.  I wish my body
wouldn't do that to me.


"But you graded the homework, Miss. Anderson.  That means that
you agreed to teach the class we want," smiled a girl in the
second row.


"Alice, I didn't agree to anything," replied Holly.


"You agreed to grade the homework when I asked you too, mom,"
Penny leaned forward in her seat.  She had a menacing look on her
face.


Holly didn't know what to do.  The class was staring at her with
lust in their eyes.  She was wet between her legs and her heart
was beating a mile a minute.


"Come on, Miss. Anderson.  We're doing what you want in class. 
Do what we want," smiled a girl in the back row.


Holly shrugged her shoulders and nodded her head.


"Yesss!!" the class cheered out loud.  Most of the kids did a
high five with each other.


Holly pulled up her skirt and hooked her thumbs into her panties
and pulled them down to her knees.  The class cheered and
clapped.  Holly turned facing the backboard and secretly smiled
to herself.  Penny got up and pulled her moms chair from the desk
and placed it in front of her.  Holly got her lesson book from
the desk and placed it on the chair.


"Thanks, Penny," Holly nodded.


"Sure mom!"


Holly bent over with her rear end facing the class then put her
hands on her cheeks and pulled them apart.  Her anus and vagina
were now exposed to the classroom.  Holly burned with shame as
the class laughed at her exposure.


"Please class, calm down," Holly pleaded.  "Please turn to page
fifty-two in your `Applications and Connections' book."


The class was still giggling as they flipped the pages of their
books the kids staring as Holly's anus as they did so.  Holly
looked over shoulder to make sure the kids were ready.  She heard
whispering from the class.


"Um, mom, we want to know if we are allowed to masturbate for the
remainder of the class."


Holly blushed.  `Why not,' she thought.  `Here I am with my anus
displayed in front of the class.'


"Yes, you may.  Just don't get crazy over it."  Holly replied.


"Thanks, mom," Penny smiled.


"Thanks, Miss Anderson," yelled out the class.  The boys stood up
and pulled their trousers down and the girls pulled down their
panties.


"Ok, everybody ready?" Holly asked still looking over her
shoulder.


"Yes, Miss Anderson," the classroom replied.


"Ok class first problem.  Stacy is saving her hard earned money
to buy a strap-on from the Pussy Lips that cost $9.75.  If Stacy
earns $3.25 per day from pimping her mother out, how many days
will Stacy need to save?''


"How long is the strap-on?" One girl giggled as she rubbed her
crotch.


"Will the Pussy Lips have the strap-on on sale during that week?"
asked another.

"What if Stacy pimps her mom out three times a day instead of
two?" Bobby Hoops laughed as he stroked his eight inch cock.


"Please stop class.  Pay attention," Holly pleaded from her bent
position in front of the class her anus exposed.


"Geez mom, it is like your asshole is talking to us!" Penny
laughed as she teased her pussy lips with her finger tips.  The
class cracked up.



"Ok, Ok, Miss. Anderson, the answer is three days," a boy laughed
from the back row as he rubbed the tip of his cock with his palm.


"Thank you, Jimmy.  Now for the next problem.  The best-selling
hand held massager for women in Cherish Valley is the 1200
Tickler massager,'' Holly said. ''The diameter of the 1200
Tickler massager is point seventy-five inches. Express the
diameter of the clit massager as a fraction in simplest form."


"Is this the clit massager that fits into the palm of your hand?"
a girl asked with her legs spread as she ran her pencil eraser
end around her cunt.


"The same one," Holly replied as she stared down at her lesson
planner on the seat of the chair.


"Eeewww! That one gets my hand messy sometimes when I use it!"
another girl giggled as she poked her index finger into her
pussy.


"You're a squirter!" a boy laughed with both of his hands on his
cock.


"Fuck you!" the girl replied with a sour expression.


"Mom won't let me buy one!" Penny pouted to the class as she
rubbed the palm of her hand up and down her pussy.


The class laughed.  "Poor Penny" and "You don't know what you're
missing Penny." and "Come Miss. Anderson, Penny has to have some
fun!"


Holly was embarrassed and was about to stand up and turn around.
"No mom, you have to stay that way," smiled Penny as she massaged
her small clit.


Holly shrugged her shoulders.  "Anybody know the answer?"


"Three quarters!" yelled out the class.


It went on this way for the next thirty minutes, the kids rubbing
themselves and shouting out wise cracks.  Holly didn't turn
around but kept her anus facing the class.  She used her right
hand to turn the page of the book but quickly put her hand on her
ass cheek.


"When the bell rings, mom, stay in that position" ordered Penny
as she pulled her panties up.


"Why? This position is getting uncomfortable for me.  My back is
killing me!" pleaded Holly.


"We answered all your questions Miss. Anderson.  We want to feel
your anus on our way out the door," laughed Julie as she stood up
and adjusted her panties.  The class was putting their books away
in their backpacks.  The boys were zipping up their pants.


"Come on! No! This is asking too much of me," Holly said as she
looked over her shoulder.  The class was mostly dressed and
putting their books away.


Just then the bell rang.  Penny jumped up from her seat and
quickly walked to her mother.  Before Holly could stand up
straight Penny put her hand on her mom's lower back and held her
in the bent over position.  Holly tried to push herself up from
the chair but the pressure Penny's hand held her down.  The kids
started lining up next to Penny.


"Please, honey, let me stand straight," pleaded Holly.


As the first kid walked up to Penny who was holding her mom down
by her lower back the boy poked his finger into Holly's asshole.


"Ow! Hey! What are you doing?" asked a startled Holly trying to
look over her shoulder.


Penny ignored her mom's complaint.


"Thanks Miss. Anderson, your asshole felt good!" the boy said as
he looked at his index finger.  "You're clean too!" laughed the
boy as he walked out of the classroom.


Julie was next in line.  She stuck her index finger in Holly's
asshole and her thumb into her pussy.  "I think this is what we
call `carrying a six pack'" laughed the pre-teen girl as she
poked her fingers back and forth into her teacher.


"Oh, oh, please, stop!" Holly urged but her rear end was moving
slightly back and forth with each poke.


"Thanks, Penny.  Your mom is the best" Julie said as she walked
out the door.


By the time the last student had poked her anus and pussy Holly
was extremely horny.  She wanted to cum in the worst way but
Penny prevented her from doing it.


Penny leaned over her mother and whispered in her mom's ear,
"You're the best mom.  All the class liked it."  She said as she
poked her mom's anus with her finger.  "Keep your panties off
today."


Holly nodded her head.  She tried to move her rear end against
Penny's index finger but Penny held her still.


"Come on, Penny, we will be late for our next class," Ashley
yelled thru door.  "Quit playing with your mom and getting
moving!" she laughed.


Penny slapped her mom's ass and gathered her backpack.  Holly
stood up stretching her back.  "Damn, I am horny but I glad that
is over," Holly said to herself.  She looked at Penny in the
doorway, "Meet me at the car, honey.  We are going to FIS to take
this collar off at lunch," Holly said as she looked at her
daughter walking out the door.


"Ok, mom, see you at lunch in the parking lot," Penny waved at
her mother.


Holly quickly pulled her panties off and straightened her skirt
and blouse.


"Hi Miss. Anderson!"



Holly looked over at the door.  There was Carol standing in the
doorway.  She had her gym shorts and tank top that came just
below her flat breasts.  Carol was wearing pink and white gym
shoes.


"Oh, hi, Carol," Holly smiled.


Ten year old Carol sauntered into the classroom and towards
Holly.


"Aren't you supposed to be in gym class?" Holly asked as she
backed up to the desk.


Carol advanced on her.  "Mrs. Wilkes can wait."


"But you will get a tardy for class."


"Not really, I just flash my nipples at her and she does whatever
I want," smiled Carol.  "Like this." And Carol lifted her tank
top reveal a flat chest with rock hard ten year old nipples.



Holly gulped as Carol put her tank top back down.  The ten year
old had beautiful nipples.   Carol was now standing in front of
Holly.  She put her hands on Holly's waist and pulled herself
closer.  "I just want you to know that when I fuck you, and I
will, that I will not be easy on you.  Do you understand, Miss.
Anderson?"


Holly's eyes got bigger and she nodded her head.


"That's why it is very important for you to get accepted by the
senior girl scouts today." Carol smiled as she rubbed her lower
waist against Holly's.



Holly was speechless.  Here was a beautiful ten year old rubbing
up against her.  Holly was very wet again.


"So, I was thinking, Miss. Anderson.  As an incentive I think you
should kiss me," smiled the girl.


Holly nodded her head and leaned forward.


"No, silly, not on my mouth," smiled the girl as she stepped
back.  "Kiss me on my cunny lips."  She said as she pulled her
gym shorts down.


"I don't think I should do this here somebody might see us,"
Holly looked nervous.


"Who cares, Miss. Anderson, I know you want to kiss me between my
legs," hissed the ten year old.  Holly looked nervous with doubt
creeping into her mind.  "Go on, Miss. Anderson, be a good girl
and kneel in front of me."


Holly looked down at Carol's bald pussy.  A little wetness was
showing on her lips.  Holly licked her lips then shrugged her
shoulders and slowly knelt down in front of Carol.


"That's a good girl," Carol smiled as Holly looked up at her then
looked at the object of her desire, the ten year old bald pussy.


 Carol lifted her left leg and rested it on Holly's back.  Then
gently took Holly's head in her hands and moved her towards her
cunny.  "Come on, Miss. Anderson, tongue out."


When Holly opened her mouth she realized that she could engulf
Carol's whole cunt in her mouth.  Holly placed her mouth on
Carol's cunt and stuck her tongue out.


"Oh, that tickles, keep going," Carol said as she breathed hard.
The youngster started to slowly hump her cunt against Holly's
mouth.  Carol looked over in the doorway.


"Um, hi, Mrs. Rosen," smiled Carol as she looked down at Holly
then over at Mrs. Rosen again.


"Um, ah, hi, Carol, I'll come back," Mrs. Rosen smiled weakly as
she watched the ten year old hump her hips against Holly's mouth.


Holly tried to pull away from Carol's crotch but the girl's left
leg held her in place.


"Don't worry, Mrs. Rosen, Miss. Anderson was just finishing up,"
Carol giggled.  Carol moved her left leg off of Holly's back then
stepped back.


"Thank you, Miss. Anderson," Carol said as she pulled up her gym
shorts.


Holly nodded her head.  She truly embarrassed kneeling there with
moistness on her lips.  "Remember the appointment after school."
Carol reminded her as she skipped out the door.


Holly stood up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. 
"Hi Beth," Holly looked embarrassed.


Beth Rosen watched Carol walk down the hallway.  She turned to
Holly, "Mrs Wright wants to see you."  Beth Rosen looked Holly up
and down.


Holly nodded her head, grabbed her bag and headed for the door. 
Holly stopped in front of Beth.  "I heard that you're the
facilitator for the new masturbation club."


"Yes, I volunteered last week.  It should be fun," smiled the
teacher.


"You know with the way those three mother's are dressed every
horny kid in this school will sign up," smiled Holly.


"I know, isn't that great?"


"You're gonna have your hands fun.  Pun intended," laughed Holly.


"Tell me something," asked Beth.


"What's that?"


"How did little Carol taste?" Beth asked with sudden lust in her
eyes.


"Heavenly!"


"I hoped she would.  Can you put in a word with her?  I want to
taste her also," Beth blushed.


"Just ask her yourself."   Holly replied as she got her book bag.


"I would be too embarrassed to ask her.  Fear of rejection you
know," Beth stared down at the floor fidgeting her hands
together.


"Ok, I'll tell her that you would be interested in licking her,"
giggled Holly.


"Oh would you?  You're the best Holly," Beth said with a hopeful
look.


Holly walked out the door followed by Mrs. Rosen.  "See ya,
Beth," Holly waved.


"Thanks again Holly, see ya," smiled Beth Rosen.


Holly walked down the hallway towards the front office.  She saw
the three mothers, Mrs. Hoops, Mrs. Burns, and Mrs. Hunter with a
group of boys standing around them.  Mrs. Hunter was putting a
poster on the wall.  The boys had their cocks out and Mrs. Hoops
and Mrs. Burns were laughing with the boys as they both stroked
the cocks in front of them.


Holly quickly scooted past the group and walked into the office.



"Hi, Janelle, is Mrs. Wright in?" Holly asked as she stood in
front of the counter.  The office was full of kids milling
around, laughing and giggling.


"Go on in, she and Mrs. Sims are waiting for you," Janelle
smiled.  Her smiled faded as she looked at the kids in the office
being loud and rude with each other.  Janelle didn't like it when
the kids cursed in the office.  Saying words like `Bitch',
`Cunt', and `Whore'.  The last several weeks kids in the Valley
had become more unruly, more brazen in their language and
behavior.


Holly walked past the teacher's lounge.  She did a double take. 
Inside was that guy Sir Denim from yesterday.  The female
teachers had their attention turned to him.  The male teachers
weren't paying Sir Denim any attention.  Sir was holding a denim
mini skirt and a denim bra.  He was explaining the virtues of
wearing denim.  It looked like to Holly that the mini skirt and
bra could be worn without any other clothing.  The denim bra she
noticed has two holes in the cup where the nipples would poke
through.  Holly could tell that Sir Denim had a hard on, his
denim jeans were bulging at the zipper.


Holly walked into the Principal's office.  Mrs. Wright was
sitting at her desk and Mrs. Sims was sitting in one of the two
chairs in front of it.


"Oh, there you are, thanks for coming Holly.  This is Mrs. Maddie
Sims, her daughter is Aimee?  Maddie this is Holly Anderson, she
is sixth grade math teacher," Mrs. Wright smiled.


"I still don't like it," Maddie said with an angry look on her
face.  "Nice collar you have Miss Anderson."


"Please call me Holly," Holly smiled as she shook Maddie's hand.



Mrs. Sims looked Holly up and down, "I would think Mrs. Wright
that your school would have a dress code for teachers instead of
having them walk around half naked."


Holly was wearing her white blouse with two buttons buttoned and
her short black skirt.  "Fuck you" thought Holly.


Madeline Sims was a very religious person.  She sang in church
choir and carried her Bible with her every where she went.  It
was rumored that she would read Bible verses out loud when she
didn't get her way.  She liked to inform the offending person
that they would go to hell if she didn't get her way.  Madeline
Sims had a way of rubbing people the wrong way because of her
religious views which were extreme even for Cherish Valley.  Her
daughter Aimee was a terror of the sixth grade teachers.  Holly
figured the girl was taking her frustrations out on her teachers
instead of her mom.


"Don't like what?" asked Holly as she sat down.


"The volleyball team has been announced and Penny and Aimee are
on the team.  Coach Tracie has requested two team mothers..."


"She's a dyke you know," Maddie said airily.  "I see the way she
lusts after those pre-teens girls.  Don't think I don't notice
things like that!"


"...Be that as it may, she still needs two team mothers,"
finished Mrs. Wright.


"Ok," Holly said looked back and forth between Maddie and Mrs.
Wright.


"I have chosen you and Mrs. Sims to be the team mother's for
Coach Tracie."


"I don't think you heard me Mrs. Wright.  Coach Tracie is into
pre-teen girls.  She's a pervert in my book," Maddie said as she
waved her Bible at Holly.  "I've told my little Aimee to stay
away from her but now that she is on the volleyball team..."


Holly gulped.  `This was not going to be fun at all,' she
thought.


Mrs. Wright ignored Maddie's comment about Coach Tracie.  "First
practice is Monday after school."


"Ok, but what does a team mother do?" Holly asked.  She wished
that Mrs. Wright had asked anybody else but her to be a team
mother.


"Team mothers are responsible for making sure the girls are ready
for each practice and each game.  You provide snacks and drinks
at half time and take care of the girl's wants and needs." Mrs.
Wright smiled.


"What do you mean by `wants and needs' Mrs. Wright?" Maddie asked
as she leaned forward in her chair, her Bible on her lap.


"Pre-teen girls can get stressed out before practices and games.
It will be part of your responsibility to relieve that stress and
pressure for the young girls."


"How do you mean `relieve stress and pressure'," Maddie asked as
she held up her Bible.  Holly thought Mrs. Sims would throw the
book at Mrs. Wright if she didn't like the answer.


Mrs. Wright cleared her throat, "Um, you can relieve the girls
stress with exercises and meditation or whatever works for the
girls or as directed by Coach Tracie."


"Does that mean I can read Bible verses to the girls and have a
prayer group before each game?" Maddie asked.


Holly rolled her eyes and frowned.  Mrs Wright smiled, "You can
do whatever you want, Maddie."


Maddie looked at Holly, "I think I can do this team mother
thing."


Holly said to Mrs. Wright, "Count me in.  I think Penny will
appreciate me being a team mother."


"That's it then.  Thank you for both stepping forward and
supporting this important sports program," Mrs. Wright said as
she got up from her desk and walked to the door.


Holly and Maddie stepped out of the office and into the hallway.



"I will call you Monday, Holly, so we can set up a schedule for
snacks and drinks and figure out the best way to help our girls,"
smiled Maddie as she tucked her Bible under arm.


Holly didn't have the heart to tell Mrs. Sims that it would be
pre-teen girls that would figure things out for them, in short
order, Holly thought.



"Say, where can I purchase a collar like that?" Maddie asked as
she felt the dog collar around Holly's neck.


"Oh, I got it as a gift yesterday.  I can get you one if you
like?"


Maddie smiled, "No hurry, Holly.  I do like the color and the
cuteness of it.  It really looks good on you."



"Ok, Maddie, no problem.  See you Monday then," Holly smiled as
she walked down the hallway to the parking lot.  She had to meet
Penny so they could go to FIS.



***


Holly and Penny drove to the office of Female Impediment
Solutions.  FIS was a new business in the Valley.  The company
specialized in restraint solutions for women.  The company also
did research in all kinds of sexual deviations from beastiality,
to restraints, to remodeling homes and businesses for sexual
playtime.  The company liked to hire older women as test subjects
for their products and sometimes the company used their own
female employees.  They also hired young girls as researchers and
product testers in which women were the test subjects.  Because
Cherish Valley had a year around school system there was no
shortage of young girls available as product testers.


As they walked into the lobby there was sign pointing all women
to the left.


They walked up to the scanning machine with a bored male guard
standing in front of it.


"Dump your purse on the conveyer belt, please" stated the guard.


"What no box to put my things in?" replied Holly as she looked
around for a plastic container.


"No, ma'am, just dump it please."


Holly opened her purse and dumped the contents onto the belt. Out
tumbled a small bottle of KY jelly, a clit massager, a six inch
pink dildo, her car keys, wallet, a wad of used dirty panties,
and a baggie with damp panties inside.  The guard smirked as he
looked at the stuff and then turned on belt and her things went
thru the scanner.

Holly stood there embarrassed as her personal things went through
the scanner.


"Your shoes also, please."


Holly sighed and took her high heels off and put them on the
belt. Her daughter Penny had her purse already open and about to
dump it on the belt.


"No, girls don't have to have their things x-rayed, just women"
smiled the guard, "Also if you step around the body scanner
please and wait for her on the other side" the guard said to
Penny.


"Ma'am, please step into the body scanner."


Holly watched as a group of men walked into the lobby. They
walked to the right and to the elevators.


"Don't they have to searched also?" Holly asked pointing at the
men.


"No, ma'am, just women, FIS doesn't trust women especially when
it comes to company secrets."


"Oh? Why is that?" asked Holly.


"All the thefts from the premises have been carried out by women
who worked here."


Holly stepped thru the scanner but it didn't buzz, "Step over to
the wall please ma'am" the guard said pointing the way.


"But I didn't set the scanner off," protested Holly.


"Doesn't matter, ma'am, please step over here."


Holly walked to the wall.  There were two hands prints on the
wall and two foot prints on the floor.


"Put your hands here and plant your feet here," pointed out the
guard.


Penny giggled at her mother.  Holly sighed, spreading her legs
and leaning forward putting her hands on the wall.  The security
guard snapped latex gloves on and then systematically ran his
hand through her hair.  Then up and down her back then he reach
around and ran his hands over her breasts before moving to her
legs.  The guard's hands slid up and down her bare thighs then
ran his hands under her skirt running his fingers between her ass
checks and then around her front running his hands over her
vagina probing the areas veiled by her panties.


"Alright, you're good to go." The guard said as she took his
latex gloves off.


"Thanks," said Holly, slipping her shoes back on.


"Don't mention it babe," the guard replied as he walked back to
his chair.


Holly and Penny walked over to the freight elevator with six
other women. The men used the regular elevator.  The name over
the freight elevator read `Little Girls Only'.


"Cool!" smiled Penny.


When the doors of the elevator opened the women all giggled as
they always did. Eight women at a time could use the elevator. 
Around the inside of the elevator at waist height were plastic
phallus's twelve inches in length. Beneath each phallus were
painted footprints that each woman had to stand on. It was
company policy that while on the elevator each woman had to fit
the phallus into their vaginas.  Each phallus was self
lubricating, another invention of FIS.  It took two minutes for
each floor and as the elevator went between floors the attached
phallus would rotate around inside each woman.


"How old are you?" one of the women asked Penny as they stepped
in to the elevator.


"Eleven," replied Penny.


"You're too young, you're not authorized to use the phallus so
you must watch" smiled the woman as she lifted her skirt and
reached a hand down to insert the phallus into her vagina.


"Ok" replied Penny as she stood in the middle of the elevator
watching the women insert the phallus's with wide eyes.


Holly stood there at first uncertain what to do.  "The elevator
door won't close, honey, until you are attached to the phallus."
A woman said who was breathing heavy in the corner.


"Hurry up!" urged another.  "We have work to do."


Holly lifted her skirt and pulled down her panties to her knees.
She backed herself up to the phallus.  Planted her feet on the
imprints and reached under her to insert the phallus.


"Oh, hmmm!" Holly moaned as the phallus came alive in her pussy.


Penny stood there wide eyed as she watched her mother impale
herself on the phallus.


"What floor are you going too?" huffed another woman as she
squirmed.


"We're here... to see... um... Miss. Boyd," stammered Holly with
her eyes closed.


"The elevator stops on every floor, get off on the fifth floor."
The woman laughed at her own joke.


"How does it feel mom?" asked Penny as the elevator door closed
and the women started moaning and squirming.


Holly could only lick her lips as the phallus rotated in her
vagina.  The other women had their eyes closed as they squirmed
against the elevator.


On this particular ride one woman raised her pink blouse and
lowered her skirt to show everybody the outline of the phallus as
it moved across her lower abdomen.  She giggled with delight.


"Damn, that's cool!" stared Penny.  Penny stepped over to her
mother and lifted her skirt.  The large plastic phallus was
moving back and forth and Holly was raising and lowering her body
with each sweep.


By the time the elevator got to the fifth floor Holly was close
to coming.


Holly stumbled as she pulled herself off the phallus and
straightened her skirt.  She horny and frustrated and couldn't
wait for the ride down.


Penny walked up to the young looking receptionist.  "We're here
to see Miss. Boyd, I'm Penny Anderson and this is my mother,
Holly Anderson."


"Oh, yes, the teacher with the dog collar." The receptionist
giggled.  The girl was wearing a pink t-shirt that had `I Molest
Women' written across the front.


Holly blushed.


The teen said, "Take a seat over there.  Karen is in a short
meeting and will be right with you."


Karen Boyd was, single, forty years old, and a Vice President for
Female Restraint Solutions Limited, a Cherish Valley manufacturer
of bondage restraining equipment, mostly things like handcuffs,
shackles and other equipment for securing females.


She spent the last two months looking for buyers for the
company's products, a task she'd been delegated by the President
of the company.  There were thefts at FIS and women were to
blame.  The female employees were demoted in pay but kept their
company title.


The President of the company kept her on as Vice President while
demoting other women at the company.  While it wasn't the most
glamorous job and it didn't pay very well, in fact, all the women
at Female Impediment Solutions were paid minimum wage.  Karen
liked the Young Girl Club and the Family Strip Club.  She was
working with the management of both clubs to have FIS equipment
and accessories installed in the play rooms.


Karen came down the hallway.  Both Holly and Penny's eyes got big
as they looked at Karen Boyd walking towards them.


Karen was wearing a pink t-shirt that had the words `Restrain a
Woman Today' emblazoned on the front.  The t-shirt came just
below her crotch.  Her blonde hair was in a ponytail but more
importantly she was not wearing anything below her waist except
high heels.


"Hi, Miss Anderson, sorry to keep you waiting."  She turned to
Penny, "Hi again, you are?"


"Penny" Penny replied as she looked the Vice-President up and
down.


"Oh, yes, you're her daughter" smiled Miss Boyd.  "So you're here
to have your dog collar removed?" Karen looked at Holly.


"Yes, please" Holly replied.  She noticed Miss Boyd wasn't
wearing a bra either which made Karen's nipples poke through the
thin material.

"I don't see why you would want it removed.  It is one of our
best sellers. I got one myself." She giggled.


"I can see why.  But I would really like removed" Holly said
anxiously.


"I told her the same thing, Miss Boyd." Penny added.


"Oh, ok" Miss Boyd said as she reached around Holly's neck and
took the collar off.  "Penny do you still have the leash?"


"Yes, in my backpack."


"Here," Miss Boyd handed her the collar.  "You keep it.  Think of
it as a gift from FIS" she smiled.  "And maybe your mother will
change her mind."


"Cool!"


Karen thought for a moment.  "Say would like a tour of the
office? We have our newest products that we are perfecting."


"Um, I don't know" Holly said looking at her watch.


"It won't take that long.  Besides I think Penny here will enjoy
it" Karen smiled.


"Please mom, can we?"


"Oh, ok, just as long as it doesn't take too long." Holly smiled.


As they walked down the hallway Karen explained that the first
floor had the HR department.  She laughed as she explained that
the women on the first didn't get to stay in the elevator very
long.  The second floor housed the recruiting and testing
department.  Third floor was the marketing department and the
fourth floor was Research and Development.  On the fifth floor
was the `Big Ideas' department and the sixth floor was the
executive suite.  All the males resided on the sixth floor.


Along the way were posters and pictures of women in restraints
and naked women in various poses.


They came to the first open area with a lot of cubicles.  Around
the walls and on front of the cubicles were pictures of women
with dogs.  The pictures and posters depicted women in various
positions with dogs.  Karen led them to the first cubicle.  The
name on the cubicle was `Wendy' and a picture beneath her name
had her on her hands and knees with her breasts hanging below her
and on top of her was a Labrador retriever.  The dog was laying
on Wendy's back with its head over her left shoulder looking at
the camera.  As Holly looked at the picture Wendy had a large
smile and it looked like the Lab was smiling also.


"Hi Wendy" Karen smiled as she stopped at the cubicle.


"Oh hi Karen, what's up?" smiled the woman.


"This is Holly Anderson and her daughter Penny.   I'm just taking
them on a short tour of FIS."


Wendy stood up, "Hi Holly and Penny.  Glad you could take the
time to tour our facilities." She smiled.


As Holly shook Wendy's hand she notice that Wendy was wearing the
same dog collar she had.  She was also wearing a t-shirt that
depicted a woman on her hands and knees with a dog mounting her
from behind.  Wendy was nude from the waist down, her crotch was
shaved.


Penny giggled and Wendy winked at her.  Holly gulped.


"Wendy is our lead researcher in dog behavior.  We know that male
dogs love a restrained woman as much as anybody else."


"That's right, Karen."  Wendy smiled.  "Labrador's and Golden
Retrievers are very intelligent and at times are a lot smarter
than women."


Holly gulped again and Penny said, "Cool!"


"We do a lot of field research with Labs and Golden's figuring
out the best restraint systems that a woman can wear when mating
with a dog.  Also we're training dogs in how to control and
maneuver a woman into a position that is desirable for the dog."


"Oh" Holly replied.  She started to get second thoughts about
having Penny on this office tour.


"A lot of women think the idea of mating with a dog is sexy but
when the actual mating occurs the woman can get very reluctant. 
So we are developing restraint systems for reluctant women." 
Wendy smiled.


"Over here is Ann.  She is the lead developer on dog semen."
Karen pointed out.


The picture on Ann's cubicle depicted the rear end of a dog.  Its
cock pointed backwards.  Ann had her hand under the cock
supporting it.  Her lips planting a kiss on the dog cock.  A long
strand of dog semen was dripping from its tip.


Ann stood up, "Hi, I'm Ann, pleased to meet you."


Holly and Penny shook her hand.


Ann was wearing a t-shirt that had a picture of a dog's cock on
the front.  She also was nude from the waist down.


Holly looked around the office area.  All the women were nude
from the waist down.  "Why are all the women nude from the waist
down?" she asked.


"Oh, that," smiled Karen.  "We have these new denim office
chairs.  We get very wet between our legs which in the past
soaked our panties and skirts and made a nasty stain on the seat.
 These denim chairs soaks up our wetness as we work, it is stain
free.  Plus the feel of denim on our rear ends and crotch is
exquisite.  But being nude from the waist down gives us good
ideas here, like, how can we best humiliate or degrade an adult
woman which is what we are really in business for."


"Oh." Was all Holly could reply.


"What do you do with the dog semen?" Penny asked.


`We collect it for use in female products.  Like shampoo,
lipstick, and our newest is deodorant. "Ann smiled.  "We are also
working on getting the essence of a bitch in heat."


"What do you mean?" Penny asked.


"We are working on getting the bitches pre-cum to be used as a
spray for human females.  As you may know, male dogs that have
been denied sex for a while will become very aggressive, not
unlike the human male.  We are developing this spray to enhance
the male dog's sexual pleasure with a human female."


"Wow!" was all Penny said.

"We go to clinical trials next on the pre-cum," Karen smiled.


Holly didn't like where this research was going.  Human females
and dogs?  "It seems that all the pleasure is going to the dogs
not the woman."


"That's correct, Holly." Smiled Ann, "The pleasure of the woman
mating with a dog is secondary to the needs of the dog.  Our
research indicates that the genetics of a human female is only
five percent different from the genetics of a male dog. 
Therefore the pleasure of the male dog comes first just like it
does for the human male."


"So what does the five percent difference mean?" Holly asked.


"It means that human females and male dogs are compatible plain
and simple." Ann sighed.

Holly didn't want to think what the experiments in mating between
human females and male dogs would result in.  She shuddered at
the thought.


"Who is in that cubicle?" Penny pointed at an empty cubicle with
a picture on it.


"Oh, that is Yvette.  She is working on a system that turns a
woman into a dog.  Well, not a real dog, but a life like dog."
Karen smiled.


"Mrs. Wells?" asked Holly.


"Yes."


"I didn't know she worked here." Holly replied.


"Well all the women who work here have a lot of pride in what
they do but are embarrassed outside of the office to admit what
they do to family and friends, which is understandable, because
what we come up with here is used on women in the Valley."


Penny walked over to the cubicle to look at the picture on it. 
It depicted a woman on her hands and knees, with life like paws
on her hands, life like paws on her knees.  Her ankles were
secured to her thighs.  The woman was wearing a hood that covered
her head and neck.  The hood looked like a Doberman Pincher with
the ears in the straight up position.  Poking out of the woman's
anus was a short tail in the form of Pincher tail, it looked
realistic.  Standing next to the woman was a girl, who looked to
be about eight years old, holding a leash.


"Is that Mrs. Wells?" Holly asked.


"Yes it is and that is her lovely daughter, Brittney." Karen
smiled.


"With that hood and tail she really looks like a Doberman." Penny
giggled.


"Yes she does.  We are developing different hoods that depict
different dogs.  The hood by the way suppresses the vocal cords
which forces the woman wearing it to bark or whine like a real
dog."


Penny smiled and Holly had a worried look on her face.


"Yvette is marketing this outfit to the Young Girls Club.  Right
now she is down in the Research and Development testing the
newest hood and the type of female body that works best with it."


"What do you mean?" asked Penny.


"Dog owners take on the body type of the dog they have. 
Everybody knows that.  Well with women, certain body types go
with certain male dogs.  For example we wouldn't want to have a
woman who has the body type of a Great Dane, lean and tall,
outfitted with a German Sheppard hood and paws, it just wouldn't
look right."


Holly gulped.  "So you have volunteers for this type of
research?"


"That's what the girls on the second floor do they recruit and
administer tests for volunteers.  We want to make sure we correct
type of personality for this type of research and development."


"We have to get back to work.  Nice to meet you Holly and Penny."
Ann laughed as she sat back down."


"See ya!" waved Penny.


As Karen, Holly and Penny walked around the corner they saw four
tables.  On each table was a woman who was strapped down in a
kneeling position with their heads resting on a cushion, each
woman had a ball gag secured in their mouths.  The women's thighs
were strapped down and their arms were secured under their
chests.  In this position, the vagina and anus of the women were
exposed.


"What on Earth are these?" asked Holly.


"These are rape tables, very popular at the Young Girl Club."
Karen smiled.


"Rape tables?"Penny asked.


"Yes, these are the new model rape tables.  These tables give
young girl's unfettered access the woman they want to fuck, or a
reluctant woman they want to fuck.  We are in the process of
testing them before we ship the tables to the Young Girl."


Just then two pre-teen girls came out of the door.  "Hi, Miss.
Boyd." Both girls said.


"Hi, girls." Karen smiled.


The two youngsters were naked.  Both had strap-ons protruding
from their waists.  Holly's heart almost stopped at the beauty of
the two pre-teens, her crotch suddenly got wet and her adrenaline
pumped.  The girls had the cutest asses, round, tight and smooth.
 Both youngsters grabbed a table and wheeled the woman on it into
the room.


"How can I be a tester here?" Penny giggled as she watch the two
youngsters close the door.


"Well you have to be tested by the second floor girls first to
find out if you have the right temperament."


"Right temperament?" Holly asked.


"Yes, the girls we choose to assist us in research must not have
emotional attachment to the women they are testing the equipment
on.  In other words, the girl can't have a mean streak or pent-up
hostility.  They must approach each test procedure with idea that
what they do here will benefit other girls in the Valley when we
sell the equipment.  Whatever task these girls are assigned they
must be clinical in their approach.  It is very difficult to find
young girls with the right temperament."


Further down the hallway were three women tied chained to the
wall.  The women were topless.  Standing in front of the women
was a girl of ten or eleven with a clip board.  Each woman had a
ball gag in her mouth with strings of slobber escaping their
mouths and dripping on their breasts.


"What's she doing?" Penny asked as they walked by.


"Tina here is testing the ball gag slobber quotient."


"Huh?" Penny looked at Karen.


"Different ball gags allow different amount of slobber to escape
a woman's mouth.  As evidenced by the amount of slobber on that
drips onto the women's breasts.  The bigger the ball gag the more
slobber.  FIS produces different types of ball gags that we
market to the clothing stores.  What Tina is measuring here is
what will be written on the usage directions for that type of
ball gag."


"I never read the directions when I use something." Penny smiled
as Tina checked off a box on the paper.


"Well you should.  A lot of time and effort goes into user
directions on how to properly use a product." Karen smiled.


As they moved further around the floor they saw the more
conventional restraints.  Leg irons, neck irons, handcuffs, metal
hoods with slits for the eyes.


Karen walked over a woman standing against the wall.  "This is a
posture collar.  The collar that is wide enough to restrict
movement of a woman's neck.  Posture collars help in maintaining
posture by keeping her chin high and the neck extended."


Penny walked up to the woman wearing the posture collar and ran
her hands around it.


"Posture collars typically flare widely at the front to reach
from the chin down to the collarbone, preventing the woman
wearing it from hanging her head or looking downward.  Most girls
use posture collars on women during their training." Karen
smiled.


"Cool!" Penny exclaimed.


"Most collars are typically made from leather, but FIS makes
their collars from metal, rubber and plastics such as PVC."


"This is one decorated though," observed Holly.  The woman
wearing looked uncomfortable.


"Yes, posture collars are often decorated by young girls.  We
sell ours with other bondage elements such as locking closures,
decorative spikes or D-rings for attaching restraints."


Penny walked to the next woman standing against the wall.  "What
is she wearing?"


"Mandy here is wearing a neck corset which is sometimes called a
throat corset or a neck lacer.  This is a special type of corset
which is worn fitted around the neck of a woman instead of around
the waist like an ordinary corset.  It is almost like the type of
posture collar that she is wearing but that it incorporates
stays."


"Huh? What is a stay?" asked Holly as she examined Mandy.


"Stays are shorter corsets and are incorporated in the larger
neck corset.  A stay is used to support the weight of the head of
the woman on her shoulders, while its corset structure helps in
maintaining her posture by keeping her chin high and her neck
extended.  It is often combined with a traditional corset in
order to achieve better posture demanded by our younger clients."


"Oh."


"A neck corset can be thin or as thick as the height of the neck
of the woman. There are many varieties.  A neck corset can be
made of many different fabrics, such as leather, rubber.  Our
neck corsets usually have back lacing and others have front
lacing or are secured by ribbon or zipper.  It all depends on the
tastes of the girl as too which type of corset she purchases for
her games."


"Brenda here," Karen stepped over to the next woman, "is wearing
thumb cuffs."  Karen took Brenda's hands and held them up.


"Thumbs cuffs are a metal restraining device that lock the
woman's thumbs next to each other.  Girls will generally use
thumb cuffs in conjunction with handcuffs in situations where the
youngster wants more restraint over the woman."


Holly and Penny took a closer look at the thumb cuffs.


"This is so cool!" Penny exclaimed.


"Here is our newest product development," Karen smiled as they
walked into a large glass enclosed conference room.


Before them were three women bent over metal bars.  Their arms
were secured in front of them and their ankles were secured to
floor bolts.  Between their ankles was a spreader bar.  Behind
the three women were three girls each wearing a huge looking
strap-on.  Along the wall were five women facing the wall, each
were naked.  The three young girls would push the monster
strap-on cock into the women and then write on clip board.  The
women would scream or groan depending on which hole the girl's
poked her in.


Karen walked over to the table and picked up a small plastic
looking penis.  "This will revolutionize strap-on use in the
Valley.  The Woman Tamer 2000," she smiled.


Karen handed the small looking cock with balls to Holly.


"Wow, it feels like the real thing!" Holly exclaimed.


"The hair on the testicles are anatomically correct..."


Penny interrupted, "Testie what?" she giggled.


"Testicles dear," smiled Karen.  "Ah, the male ball sack, the
nuts."


"Oh,"


"How come it is so small?" Holly asked as she turned it around in
her hand.


"The Woman Tamer is designed to expand when attached to the waist
of a female.  As the female's clit becomes engorged with blood
the Woman Tamer grows.  The maximum length is fourteen inches
with a three inch diameter."


"Wow, cool!" Penny looked closer at the Woman Tamer.


"The testicles have the look and feel of real male testicles. 
The Woman Tamer is made of synthetic skin which gives it the look
and feel of a real male cock," Karen said with a dreamy look in
her eyes.  "Plus when the girl is wearing it the Woman Tamer can
be stroked like a real cock.  So a woman can give a hand job to a
girl."  Karen chuckled.


"I would imagine that there could be all sorts of applications
that this could be used," gulped Holly.


"We plan to market the Woman Tamer to the under sixteen segment,"
Karen said as she took the deflated cock from Holly.  "Clinical
trials will start within the week as soon as our testing is
completed."


"I want one mom," chuckled Penny.


"There won't be a woman that will be safe with pre-teen girls
running around with that thing!" Holly exclaimed.


"That's idea, Miss. Anderson," laughed Karen.


Karen walked Holly and Penny to the front door.  "Well that's it.
 I hope you enjoyed our little tour.  We do have a lot more ideas
in the works."


"Thank you Miss. Boyd for taking the collar off," smiled Holly.


Karen turned to Penny, "I hope you can find a use for it."  She
winked at Penny.  "Enjoy the ride down to the lobby."  Karen
turned and walked back down the hallway.


It was only Holly and Penny in the elevator.  Holly pulled up her
skirt and backed her rear end to the phallus.  She used her free
hand to stuff the thing into her cunt.


Penny stood there in awe as the elevator moved and the phallus
pumped her mother's pussy.  Holly moaned and groaned and swayed
her hips to the rhythm of the phallus moving back and forth
inside her.  When the elevator stopped on the ground floor Holly
almost stumbled out of it.  Penny giggled watching her mother
trying to straighten her skirt and look normal.


Larry the guard had Holly stand at the wall and spread her legs
and arms again.  He ran his hands up and down her breasts and
then around her crotch and anus.  He announced that she was good
to go.


***


Holly had two more classes to teach this afternoon.  Penny took
off down the hallway with a tardy note in her hand.  She had her
mother write it for her.


Holly was surprised when she walked into her class room.  The
kids were all seated at their desks with their books open.  Ten
minutes later the class had convinced Holly that since they were
on time and properly behaved and since she was tardy that Holly
had to teach the class standing on her desk topless.


The kids said it was like she was teaching at the family strip
club.  Holly walked back and forth on the desk in her high heels.
 She was embarrassed when the kids made comments about her small
breasts.


The next class was the `Advanced Math Concepts' class.  They had
all their homework correct.  Holly had to teach the class facing
the wall in the back of the room.  Her skirt pulled up to her
waist and wearing a cone shaped hat that said `DUNCE'.  One of
the female students came up with the idea.


On the way out of the class each student slapped Holly's breasts
as she stood there wearing the dunce cap.  Some pinched her
nipples and some kids thanked her allowing them to maul her
breasts.


Holly met up with Penny in the hallway.  Penny was on her way to
gym class and then a pre-volley meeting with the other girls and
Coach Tracie.


Penny reminded her mom to make her appointment time with the Girl
Scouts.



***



Holly drove into the parking lot of the Scout headquarters.  Both
the Boy Scouts and the Girl Scouts had their offices here.  It
was a two story building with the boys on the first floor and the
girls on the second floor.  The building was new and out front
stood two statues, a male and female.  Both were founders of
Scouting in Cherish Valley.  The male statue had his penis
sticking out of his pants.  Holly always thought size proportions
were off making the penis seem larger in proportion of the body.
The female statue had her nipples displayed thru her blouse.  The
nipples were painted pink.  She wore a short skirt that showed
the outline of her ass cheeks and crotch.


Holly walked inside and followed the sign for the Girl Scout
offices which took her down the hallway.  She heard an adult male
talking to the boys.  She stopped to look in the door.  Inside
were about a dozen boys and a couple of adult males.  The boys
were lined up in rank and file with the adult males facing the
boys.  The boys had their pants down around their ankles with
their little cocks sticking straight out.  In front of them were
five women strapped down on the type of rape tables that she saw
earlier at FIS.  An adult male was standing before the boys with
his cock sticking straight up.



"Every Boy Scout is trained, first and foremost, in the use of
his cock, for it is the cock which must impregnate women.  The
cock remains the most basic tenet of the Boy Scout doctrine. All
else revolves around his cock.  Every Boy Scout must memorize
this creed. And, every Boy Scout must live by the creed.  Let me
here it boys."


The dozen boys all said in unison:  "This is my cock. There are
many like it, but this one is mine. It is my life. I must master
my cock it as I must master my life. Without me my cock is
useless. Without my cock, I am useless.  I must use my cock true.
 I must fuck a female to keep our race alive.  Before the Board
of Elders I swear this creed.  My cock and I are the defenders of
Cherish Valley.  We are the masters of all females.  We are the
saviors of life."


Holly gulped and quietly left the doorway.  As she got down to
the end of the hallway she could hear the women screaming and the
boys laughing.


Holly walked up the stairs and entered the office.  A teenage
girl in her uniform was sitting at the desk.  After introductions
the teen handed Holly the application to be an Adult Escort. 
There was no place to sit and fill out the application so Holly
stood in the hallway using the wall to write on.  She didn't have
much to fill in.  Everything that was asked on the application
she had no experience doing.


Holly handed the application back to the teen at the front desk.
The name on the plate on the desk said `Lilly'.


"Take off your clothes, which include your bra and panties. 
Leave your heels on and stand facing the wall over there," Lilly
pointed to the wall.


Holly was about to protest but remembered that this was the Girl
Scouts.  Holly took off her clothes and looked around the room
wondering where to put her clothes.


"Drop your clothes on the floor, Miss Anderson," smiled the
teenager.


Holly walked over to the wall and stood facing it.  "Make sure
your nose touches the wall," ordered the teen.  Holly leaned in a
little further.


"You have a nice ass, Miss Anderson," giggled the teen.


"Um, thank you?" Holly didn't know if she should respond or not.


"Shut up.  Don't talk unless you are asked a question.  That
wasn't a question.  It was a statement of fact.  Fuck some
teachers are so stupid sometimes."


Holly burned with embarrassment at being called `Stupid'."


Twenty minutes later the phone speaker announced.  "Send the next
Escort volunteered in."


"You can enter now, Miss Anderson," smiled the teen as Holly
turned around and headed for the office door.


Holly was standing in front of the desk of Senior Girl Scout who
was responsible for the Adult Escort recruitment.  Holly stood
before the teenager who introduced herself as `Miss Jessica'.


Holly stood there self-consciously in front of Miss Jessica.  She
moved her hands to cover her crotch.


"Hands at your sides, Miss Anderson," the teen said without
looking up.


A surprised look came across Holly's face.  She noticed a pair of
heels sticking out from under the desk.  She thought it was an
adult woman by the look of the ankles and heels.


The sixteen year old screwed up her face as she read over Holly's
application.  The girl didn't look pleased with what she was
reading.  Holly stood as straight as she could while looking at
the girl.  She noticed the woman under the desk shifted her
ankles a bit.


Miss Jessica rolled her chair a little ways back and looked down.
 "Your knees aren't getting tired are they?  I sure hope not
because your tongue is heaven today."  The she rolled her chair
closer to the desk again and smiled at Holly.


"Turn around, bend over and spread your cheeks," ordered the
sixteen year old.


Holly did as she was told.  This was the second time today that
she exposed her anus.  Why did young girls like looking that the
anus of older women? She thought.


"You have a very nice asshole Miss. Anderson.  I see that you
keep your ass clean which is good.  And your cunt is wet.  Does
this excite you?" smiled the girl.


"Yes."



"Miss Anderson, you have absolutely no experience listed."  The
teenager said as she looked at Holly's ass.  "Turn around and
stand up straight."


Holly did as she was told, "What do you mean?" Holly fidgeted her
fingers at her sides.


"Well, you have no S&M tendencies let alone any experience with
S&M.  You haven't had phone sex.  You do know what phone sex is,
right?"


"Um, well, no I haven't had a reason to have phone sex with
anybody."


"Uh, well, no bondage experience, no role play experience.  The
only fetish you listed is sniffing your daughter's panties or
wearing them on your head.  Have you ever been tied up upside
down and played with by a seven year old?"


"No"


"Do you know what Bondage is?"  The teenager kept looking at her.


"Um, no" Holly replied as she looked down at the floor.


"Bondage, Miss Anderson is sexual activity involving restraint,
and role-playing with little girls with very little or no pain."



"Ok," Holly wondered where this was going.


"Have you ever had a spanking given by your daughter or any girl
for that matter?"


"No" Holly felt like an idiot.  She did live a sheltered life in
the Valley.  Work, home, and taking care of Penny was all she
did.


"Have you ever kneeled quietly under a table as a group of ten
year olds figure out whose bald pussy you're gonna lick first?"


"No, but I can learn, please.  This is so important to my
daughter Penny and her friend Carol." Holly finally pleaded.


"You see Miss Anderson we just can't let any woman join as an
Adult Escort.  Many women lie and cheat to get into our program.
They want the thrill of being used by young girls.  Our Escort
program is way different from what you find at the Young Girl
Club.  My job, the senior girl scouts job, is to weed out these
fakers.  Prevent these pervert women from joining our Escort
service just for the thrill of being with young girls.  So
forgive me if I am a bit skeptical of your motives."


"Miss Jessica, believe me my motives are pure.  My daughter
really wants this for me." Holly pleaded again.


"Ok, let me ask, have you been raped by your daughter or this
Carol?"


Holly blushed and averted her eyes.  "Yes, Penny has raped me."


"Ok, good, that is a start.  Where and when?"  Jessica sat
forward in her seat.  She put her hand under the desk controlling
the head movements of the woman between her legs.


Holly hesitated for several long seconds.  It was very
embarrassing being taken from behind by her daughter in front of
the mall crowd.  "Yesterday at the Pussy Lips," Holly kept
blushing.


"Look Miss Anderson, you can't be embarrassed answering my
questions.  If you are to join the Adult Escort service you must
be able to talk about the type of sexual humiliation you desire
in front of little girls.  If you can't do that with me, then I
see no reason in continuing this interview."  The sixteen year
old sat back in her chair.


"Ok, ok, this is all new to me," Holly looked at the teenager
then down at the woman under her desk.  She wondered how she
could get a job like that.


"Now, tell me what happened?" Jessica smiled.


Holly cleared her throat and clasped her hands.  "We stopped at
the Pussy Lips on our way home from school yesterday..."


"Who is we?"


"Penny, my daughter, Carol, and myself"


"How old is Penny and Carol again?"


"Penny is eleven years old and Carol is ten."  The information
about the girls was on the application thought Holly.


"Ok, go on."


"Penny wanted to try out the strap-on collection at the store. 
The store clerk suggested to Penny that she try out the
strap-on..."


"Did she have you use the rape cushions?"


"Yes."


"Excellent, I love using the rape cushions on adult females.  But
go on."  The sixteen year old smiled.


"I was on my hands and knees when Penny flipped my skirt up and
pushed her strap-on into me..."


"How did that make you feel, Miss Anderson?" The teenager smiled.


"Embarrassed with everybody watching especially the crowd outside
the store..." Holly looked down at the floor again.  She heard a
giggle from under the desk.


"Quiet," Miss Jessica said to the woman under the desk.  "No
doubt you were embarrassed.  But how did you feel inside?"


"I felt humiliated and ashamed."


"Why ashamed? I mean it should be a joyous occasion with your
daughter claiming your pussy."


"It was a joyous occasion for Penny but I was ashamed that I... I
enjoyed it so much," Holly stammered.


"Hmm, with the Adult Escort service you must give yourself
completely to the girl, your body, mind and soul must be given
over to the girl that is entrusted to you on a date.  You won't
have time to be ashamed."


"I know I realize that," Holly looked up at the girl.


"Do you love your daughter?"


"Yes, very much so," replied Holly staring at the floor.


"So much so that would do anything that she asks of you?" The
teenager asked leaning forward in her chair.


"Yes, I would," Holly sat up straight.


"Would you be her bitch in heat?  Licking her bald pussy and
French kissing her asshole?"


"Yes, I would do all that."


"You would have no problem with a six year old fisting your cunt
and spitting in your face at the same time?" The teenager was
licking her lips.


"Um, no I wouldn't" Holly replied.  Doubt started to creep into
Holly's mind.  Maybe being an Adult Escort wasn't a good idea
after all.


"How did you give yourself over to your daughter?"  Miss Jessica
asked.


"What do you mean?"


"I mean, Miss Anderson, you didn't just drive up to the Pussy
Lips and decide to let your daughter try a strap-on.  What
happened before that?"


"Oh, well, it was after school yesterday that Penny and Carol
molested me in the car.  In the fog of orgasm I agreed to be, um,
owned by them."


"Tell me about this ten year old Carol?" Jessica sat back in her
chair.


"She's my next door neighbor and she's Penny's best friend.  I
used to babysit Carol up until the age of five."


"Has Carol fucked you yet?" asked Jessica.


"No, but she has molested me several times since yesterday."
Holly said hoping her eagerness would show Miss Jessica that she
was serious about being an Adult Escort Volunteer.


"Why do you think Carol hasn't take advantage of you yet?"


"You mean like fucked me yet?" asked Holly.


"Very good Miss Anderson, but yes, why do you think she hasn't
fucked you yet?"


"I don't know.  She has had several opportunities to fuck me. 
But if I had to guess I think she waiting for me to become an
Adult Escort."  Holly replied.


"I think so too.  But if she wanted to fuck you before then would
you put a resistance to her?"


"No"


"I would suggest Miss Anderson that the next time you see Carol
that you tell her is Ok if she wants to fuck you.  Who knows,
maybe she is waiting for an invitation from you."  Miss Jessica
giggled and the woman under the desk.


"Yes, maybe," Holly smiled weakly.  No turning back now she
thought.


"Congratulations on joining the Adult Escort program!"  The
teenager smiled.


Holly had a smile on her face.  Carol and Penny will be thrilled
with the news.  "Thank you Miss Jessica."


"Not so quick Miss. Anderson.  The way this works is there is a
seventy thirty split of the money we make off your body.  You pay
us seventy percent of the money you make.  We set the date, time,
and amount of money for your services with the girl.  The amount
of money depends on what you're willing to do with the girl or
comfortable doing with the girl."


"What do you mean by comfortable?"


"During your training you will find out things about yourself. 
What you're willing to do and not do.  What turns you on and what
doesn't.  We take this information from your training and develop
a profile on you.  We match you with the girl."


"Oh."


"The more you're willing to do with the girl, the more you're
comfortable doing things with the girl, the more money you will
make."


`And the more money the Escort program will make,' Holly thought.


"We won't schedule dates on weekends you have campouts, planned
orgies, or scout meetings with Penny and Carol.  But I want to
make sure you understand we pimp you out, therefore, we own you
during the time you are on a date.  You work for us during the
time you're with the girl.  Mothers are not allowed to make their
own dates.  If a girl wants a second date with you she has to
contact us and we negotiate with the girl.  If you refuse too
many dates you will be dropped from the program."


"Doesn't that make me a prostitute?"


"No prostitution is illegal in the Valley.  This is a business
transaction.  That is why we set your dates and you work for us
from the time you pick the girl up too when you drop her off.  In
effect, you're an employee of Adult Escort Services during your
time with the girl."


"Oh," Holly replied.


"Think of your date as a business transaction Miss. Anderson. 
You see we provide a healthy outlet for young girls sexual urges.
 We prefer mature women because they present a non-threatening
image to the young girls.  A mature woman's motherly attitude and
a nurturing role is what we are looking for.  What you and other
women in the Escort program provide is a service for the young
girls."


"I work full time, how will this dating fit in with that?" Holly
asked.


"Is the work schedule you put down here correct?"


"Yes it is."

"And you also mention here that you are a team mother for Penny's
volleyball team, is that correct?"


"Yes."


"Most of your dates with young girls will happen on Friday or
Saturday evenings.  How long you stay out on a date is up to the
girl or her parents.  So that should not interfere with your
teaching."


"How do I collect the money?  When I pick the girl up at her
house? Or when I bring her home?" Holly asked nervously.


"That's up to you.   But most women collect their fee at the end
of the date when they drop the girl off at home.  Either one of
the girl's parents can pay you upon successful completion of the
date."


"Oh." Holly replied.  She did not like asking the girl's parents
for money for sex with their daughter.  Especially because word
would get around that she was a teacher at the Middle School.


"You are to come here at least once a week with our share of the
money.  A proper accounting of the money will take place.  Any
problems or irregularities will be taken up with you at that
time.  Just make sure our money is properly accounted for or else
punishment will result in your carelessness."


Holly nodded her head.


"For Carol, her mother will pay you for your Escort services.  If
there is a scout function or orgy or campout, she pays you
upfront.  Make arrangements with her directly.  The money you
make from Carol's mom is yours to keep." The teen smiled.  She
looked down at the woman under the desk.  "Nibble me with your
lips.  Oh, that's better."  Miss Jessica's eyes fluttered a
little bit.



"Ok, Miss. Anderson, be here tomorrow morning at 9am.  We have a
new class for mothers and single adult women starting tomorrow
morning."


"Oh, thank you, Miss Jessica!" Holly smiled.


"The training will not be easy Miss. Anderson.  A lot of mother's
wash out of the program after the first couple of training
meetings."


"Why is that?" Holly was thrilled.


"The physical and mental aspects of our training is very
difficult for most women.  As I said before, you must give your
body, mind and soul to the Escort program.  If you can do that
you will be successful with your daughter and Carol, not to
mention with other little girls."


"I won't fail the training Miss. Jessica."


"Lilly will give you further instructions in preparations for
tomorrow.  Now get the fuck out of here," the sixteen year old
hissed.


Holly walked out of the office and shut the door.  "So did you
get accepted?" asked the sixteen year old.


"Yes I did," Holly replied proudly.  Penny and Carol will be very
pleased with her.


"Stand in front the desk," ordered the teen.


Holly quickly stood in front of the girl sitting at the desk. 
"First thing Miss Anderson is to shave your vagina by tomorrow
morning," The girl said pointing at Holly's crotch.


"Ok."


"Have your daughter Penny shave your crotch, oh, also make sure
that she shaves your anus hair also.  A lot of girls get freaked
out by adult women who have anal hair.  Here," Lilly said handing
a piece of paper to Holly.  "Have Penny sign this and bring it
with you tomorrow morning."


Holly looked at the paper.  It simply said `I shaved my mother'
with a signature line at the bottom.  Holly frowned looking at
the paper.


"Penny wouldn't know how to use a razor.  She's not old enough
yet.  Can I shave myself and have her watch?"


"No, if Penny doesn't have experience using a razor then you
teach her.  You show her how to shave you and how to use a
razor."  Lilly replied.


Holly gulped and nodded her head.  This was going to be difficult
to do.  Having an eleven year old use a razor on her most private
parts was going to be difficult to allow.


"Next you are to come here once a week with our portion of the
money that you've been paid.  Any day of the week is fine.  The
office closes at 530 every day.  When you come here you are to be
nude when you walk into this office.  There is a changing room
outside in the hallway, understand?"


"Yes, I understand."


"One last thing Miss Anderson," Lilly rolled her chair backwards
and reached up to the book shelf behind her.  She took a magazine
from the shelf and rolled back to her desk.   "Read this magazine
with Penny tonight, have her sign it on the back and bring it
with you tomorrow morning."  Lilly handed the magazine to Holly.


Holly looked at the magazine.  The title of it was "Open to
Orgies with Pre-Teen Girls."  Holly nodded her head and looked at
Lilly.


"Be here at 9am.  There will be a sign directing you where to go.
 It will be yourself and three other women.  The instructor for
the training sessions will be Mrs. Herald.


"Mrs. Herald, the high school guidance counselor?"


"The same person.  Now get the fuck out of here," ordered the
teenager.


Holly walked back downstairs.  The Boys Scouts were finished with
their meeting.  Mother's had come to collect their boys.  Holly
noticed the Scout Master paying money to the four mothers.  Up
and down the hallway little boys were running and playing tag
with each other.


Holly stopped at the `Sexual Aid' store to pick up a vagina
shaving kit.  She couldn't figure out how a shaving kit had
anything to do with sexual aids.  The teenage girl behind the
counter suggested that Holly purchase the thirty day pubic hair
gel remover.  The girl said that she wouldn't have to shave
herself as often.


***


Holly walked into the kitchen and placed her school bag on the
table.  What a day she thought.  She volunteered to be a team
mother for the Middle School volley team with that Bible thumping
bitch, Mrs. Sims.  Then her humiliating interview for the Girl
Scout Escort program.   Displaying herself for the kids in the
classroom.  Now comes the toughest part having her eleven year
old daughter shave her crotch and anus.

Holly busied herself fixing dinner for Penny and probably Carol.
More than likely Carol will spend her time here instead at her
house.

An hour later Penny and Carol came bounding in the front door, it
was already close to seven pm.  "We're home mom!" yelled Penny. 
Penny and Carol threw their backpacks on the sofa was they walked
in.


"Hi, girls, I'm in the kitchen," Holly yelled back.


"So did you get accepted into the Girl Scout program?" Penny
asked her mom.


Holly smiled, "Yes I did dear."


Penny and Carol both squealed with delight and jumped up and down
clapping their hands.


"When does your training start, Miss. Anderson?"  Carol smiled.

"Tomorrow morning.  Now you two sit down and let's eat," Holly
smiled.


As the girls sat down Holly asked, "How did volleyball practice
go?"


"Coach Tracie is great.  We're going to have a good year I think.
 She has a lot of ideas about training."  Penny laughed.


 "I heard that you're gonna be a team mother."  Carol stated as
she looked at Holly.


"Yes, Mrs. Sims and I."


"That Bible thumping bitch?" Penny screwed up her face.


"Penny, that's not nice," admonished Holly.


"Penny's right Miss. Anderson.  She is a pain in the ass."  Carol
chuckled.


"Be nice girls, I have to work with her."


"Her daughter, Aimee, is a bitch mom.  She is mean to her
teachers." Penny said.


"I think it's because her mom takes her to church every Sunday."
Carol said.


Penny giggled, "Maybe because her mom doesn't give Aimee any
nookie."


Holly suppressed chuckled but said, "That's not nice girls."


"Well, Aimee is a real bitch.  But I think her mom can be a whore
if shown the way."  Penny smiled.


Holly noticed that she had not corrected the girls for using foul
language.  Whether the girls noticed it or not she didn't know.


"Penny told me about your visit to FIS today, Miss. Anderson,"
said Carol as she took another bite.  "I would really like to be
one of the girls that help tests their products."

"Well, you would have to have a psychological exam to make sure
your right type of person FIS could use," Holly replied.


"I know but it would be neat.  Penny and I could do it together."


"Say mom, what was your favorite part of the tour?  What did you
like best?" Penny looked at her mom as she drank her milk.


Holly was about to say it was none of her business but she
remembered what Miss. Jessica had told her earlier.  "I like
everything I saw," she replied.


"Oh come on mom that is too broad of an answer.  I liked those
adjustable rape tables that those girls were testing."  Penny
giggled.


Penny and Carol looked at Holly.  "Well if you must you know I
did like the restraints they were developing."


"Penny told me about that strap-on that gets bigger when your
clit gets excited.  I think it would be so cool to wear a
strap-on to school."


"That strap-on, what was it called mom?" Penny asked.


"I think it was the Woman Tamer 2000..."


"That's it.  That thing was huge! You could really make a woman
scream with it," Penny laughed.


"I hope they put it in the stores soon.  I want one," Carol
smiled.



Holly didn't say anything.  The Woman Tamer looked like it would
really be painful not to mention it would probably stretch a
woman's vagina in all sorts of shapes.



Holly got up from the table and went to the counter.  She was
suddenly nervous.  Well better now than never she thought as she
worked up her courage to ask Penny to shave her.


"Um, Penny darling, I have something to ask you," Holly said as
she turned around and leaned her lower back against the counter.


"What's that mom?" Penny looked up at her mother.


Holly pulled the piece of paper out of her purse, the one that
required Penny's signature for shaving her.


"Um, Penny, I need you to do something for me," Holly stood there
holding the piece of paper and looking at her daughter.


"What's that mom?" Penny replied as she scooped another mouthful
of food into the mouth.


Holly was embarrassed and turning red.  "I, um, ah, well, I need
you to shave me," Holly said quickly.


"Huh? Shave what mom?"  Penny replied as she sat back in the
chair looking at her mother.


"I need to you shave my crotch," Holly said looking down at the
kitchen floor.


Carol giggled and put her hand to her mouth.


Penny smiled, "Shave your crotch? Don't you mean shave your
pussy?"


Holly looked at her daughter, gave a quick smile, "Yes, I mean,
shave my pussy."


"Why does Penny need to shave your pussy?" Carol asked looking at
Holly.


"Yeah, mom, why should I?"


Holly figured both girls knew why she needed to shaved.  Both
girls just needed to hear it from her.


"If I am to be in the Girl Scouts with you and be an Adult Escort
for you, Carol, I need to be shaved."  Holly finally shrugged her
shoulders.


"Cool!" Carol smiled.


"Wow cool mom!"


Holly stood there looking at both girls, "So can you do that for
me?" she asked hopefully.


Penny eyed the piece of paper in her mom's hand, "What's the
piece of paper for?"


"The Girl Scouts requires your signature stating that you shaved
me." Holly replied with embarrassment.  She felt like a kid
asking her parent to sign a paper for her.


Penny kept giggling, "Don't be embarrassed mom.  We knew that you
would have to be shaved."


"I thought so," Holly showed relief.  It was still embarrassing
having to ask her daughter to shave her.



"Ok, mom, we will shave you!" Penny smiled.


"We?" Holly asked.


"Carol and me, silly.  I can't leave my best friend out of the
fun."


Holly looked at little Carol who had a big smile on her face. 
She didn't have the heart to tell her daughter it was `Carol and
I'.  Holly just nodded her head.


"Go upstairs mom and get ready.  Make sure we have to razors and
cream." Penny ordered as took a drink of milk.


"You need to be naked for us to shave you, Miss Anderson," Carol
giggled.


"Why do I have to be naked?  You're just going to shave my
crotch!"


Both girls had agreed that if she got accepted by the Girl Scouts
that they would require her to be shaved.  The girls agreed that
she would be naked and the reason would be so that her clothes
wouldn't get messy.


"Don't question us, mother," Penny looked at her mother. 
"Besides, you wouldn't want your clothes getting messy with
shaving cream? Would you?"


"Um, I guess not," gulped Holly.



Holly got up from the table and left the kitchen.  She was very
wet, excited, but nervous about having two pre-teen girls shave
her.  Holly could hear Penny and Carol laughing as she walked up
the stairs.  Holly picked up her purchase from the `Sexual Aid'
store on her way up the stairs.


Holly went to the bathroom and got a towel.  She laid it out and
opened the carrying case.  She took out a 4 ounce shaving get, a
teaser comb, double sided mirror, safety scissors, a safety razor
and thirty day hair removal gel.   Holly stood and pulled her
blouse off and the shimmied out of her short black skirt.  Holly
kicked her heels out the bathroom door.  She sat down on the
toilet and yelled out, "Ok, I am ready girls!"


Both girls bounded up the stairs and headed for the bathroom.


"Wow, mom, aren't you sexy looking!" Penny exclaimed as she
looked at her mother sitting on the toilet.  "Never seen you
totally naked before?"


"Thanks honey," Holly blushed.


"Wow, Miss Anderson, you're fit and beautiful!" Carol sucked in
her breath.


Holly looked down blushing with embarrassment.


"How come you never just walk around the house nude?" Penny
asked.  "I mean we're all girls here."


"I thought you would get uncomfortable or freaked out if you saw
me naked," Holly replied.


"No way mom.  You have a very sexy body for somebody who is
forty!"


"Thanks."


Both girls kneeled in front of Holly.  Carol spread Holly's
thighs, "Wow, you sure are hairy Miss Anderson." Carol giggled.


"Sorry" Holly squeaked.  She had never considered shaving herself
as there was no reason too.  None of her boyfriends over the
years had ever asked her to shave.


Carol picked up the teaser comb and started combing and teasing
Holly's pubic hair.


"Penny, can you soak the hand towel in warm water?" Holly asked
Penny.  "We need to have my pubic hair damp then you can use the
safety scissors to trim it down." Holly explained as Carol
lightly drew the comb over her labia lips.


Penny soaked the hand towel in warm water.  Carol had a look of
concentration as she used her thumb and index finger to grab hold
of Holly's pubic hair, pull it and tease it with the comb.


Holly sucked in her breath watching the ten year old work her
pubic hair.  She was getting wet but figured that she couldn't do
anything about that.


Penny knelt down again and Carol moved out of the way as Penny
used the towel to dampen her mother's hair.  She gently pushed
the towel in and then used a circular motion around her mother's
slit.  Holly tried hard not to move her hips in response to
Penny's usage of the hand towel.


"Be still mom!" ordered Penny as she patted her mother's pussy
with the damp towel.  "Now what do we do?"  Both girls looked up
at Holly who was breathing kind of hard.


"Now take the safety scissors and trim my hair down to the skin.
Be careful as you trim around my lips." Holly instructed.


Penny had her index finger and thumb in the grip of the safety
scissors as she cut chunks of her mom's pubic hair.  Carol kind
of used the comb to remove the pubic that did not fall on the
towel.  Holly looked at her crotch as both girls worked together.
 It looked strange already.


"Your pubic hair is trimmed down mom, now what do we do?"



"Ok, um, take the shaving gel and squeeze some into the palm of
your hand." Holly replied looking at both girls who had eager
looks on their faces.  Penny put down the scissors and Carol put
the comb on top of it.


Carol got the shaving gel and squeezed some into her palm and
handed it to Penny.  Penny squeezed some gel into her palm.


"Now, rub the shaving gel around my vagina," Holly said.


"It's your pussy mom, not a vagina," Penny said a matter of
factly.


"You're right dear," Holly blushed.


Both girls started rubbing the shaving gel into Holly's pussy. 
As they did so Holly's responded by rotating her hips and rear
end trying to match the girls hand action as they spread the gel.


"You like this mom?" giggled Penny.


"Yeah Miss Anderson, seems your enjoying this!" The ten year old
laughed.


"Yes girls, your hands feel good especially with the warm gel." 
Holly stammered as she gripped both sides of the toilet.  Both
girls giggled as they purposely ran their palms over Holly's
labia lips then down to pussy opening.


"Now what? Your pussy is all lathered up," Penny smiled as she
and Carol sat back on their legs.  Holly looked down between her
legs and noticed her pussy had opened like a flower.


"Now take the safety razor and gently run the razor down around
my slit.  Yes like that," Holly said as Penny got to work. 
"That's good sweetie."  Holly had her legs apart and was peering
down at her daughter as she used the razor.


Both girls were giggling as forty years of womanhood was shaved
away.  "Um Carol dear, can you please hold my labia lips out of
the way?" Holly breathed heavily as the ten year old took Holly's
lips between her index finger and thumb and pulled on them. 
Penny giggled as she gently ran the razor along the base of her
mother's lips.

Penny looked at her friend, "I think you better grab that," she
said pointing at her mother's clit.  It had emerged from its
hood.  Carol giggled and took Holly's clit between her thumb and
index finger and gently started to rub it between her fingers.


"Ah, fuck!" Holly exclaimed.


Both girls laughed, "No cursing mother!" Penny admonished as she
slapped her right thigh.


"Sorry, honey, but Carol's fingers feel so nice and I been
waiting to come all day." Holly sucked in her breath.


"We'll play later Miss Anderson," giggled little Carol as she
rolled Holly's clit between her fingers.


Penny finished with the razor.  Holly had her eyes closed as she
sucked her breath in and out to the rhythm of Carol's finger
rubbing of her clit.


"Um, hello, mom, Cherish Valley calling mom!" laughed Penny.


"Oh, sorry, it's just it felt..."


"Good? Miss Anderson?" giggled Carol.  The ten year old hadn't
let go of Holly's clit yet.

"Now what do we do mom?" Penny said as she set the safety razor
down.


"Ahhh, ok, get the vagina gel, squeeze some onto your palm and
rub it around my crotch," Holly said between gasps of breaths. 
Carol was gently rubbing Holly's clit.


Penny got the gel and and squeezed some onto her palm and started
rubbing it on her mother's pussy.  She worked the gel around
Carol's fingers.  Carol wasn't about to let go of Holly's most
sensitive organ.


"Ok, mom, all done! You have a bald pussy just like us!" Penny
announced as she patted her mom's vulva and gently blew on it.


"Oh, oh, oh, aaahhhh!" Holly moaned as Carol giggled her fingers
working Holly's clit.  "I just... need... one more...
thing...honey" Holly said between gasps of breaths.


"What's that Miss Anderson," Carol laughed as she looked up at
Holly.  "You want us to make you cum?"


"Um, no," Holly gripped the edge of the toilet tighter.


"What then?" both girls laughed.


"I need you to shave my anus," Holly moaned in response to
Carol's fingers working her clit.


"No way! Really?" Penny laughed.


"Yes, honey, really," gasped Holly.  She was close to cumming.


"How do we do that, mom?" Penny asked.


"Oh, oh, oh, ummm, I have to get on my hands and knees," Holly
moaned.


Penny looked at Carol, "Let go of her clitty so she get down."


"Can't we just shave her asshole with her sitting here?" giggled
Carol as she rolled Holly's clit between her fingers.


"No we can't Carol.  You can play with her clit later."


"Ok," Carol said reluctantly letting go of Holly's clit.


Holly opened her eyes when Carol released her clit.  She had a
look of disappointment.  Holly slid off the toilet seat and onto
the bathroom floor on her hands and knees.


"Ok, girls, just use the hand towel to dampen my anal hair,"
Holly said with a bit of composure.


Penny got the towel and rubbed it around her mother's anus.  "Ok,
now what?"


"Take the shaving gel and squeeze some onto your palms and rub it
around my anus," Holly panted.


Both girls did so.  Penny picked up the safety razor and gently
started to scrape away her mother's anal hair.


"Um, Carol, please put her finger on my anus so that the razor
doesn't nick it," Holly said with some embarrassment.



Carol put her thumb on Holly's sphincter muscle as Penny worked
the razor around her mother's anus.  Both girls put their free
hands on Holly's lower back to hold her down.  Holly was moving
her hips back and forth.  Carol giggled as she rotated her thumb
around Holly's sphincter muscle.  Holly bit her lip and tried not
to moan but couldn't help moving her hips.


"Ok, mom, your anus is shaved," Penny announced.


"Now put some of that vagina gel on my anus," Holly gasped.


"What does this gel do again?" Carol asked as she pushed her
thumb into Holly's anus.



"It keeps pubic hair from growing back for thirty days, darling."
Holly replied as she pushed back against Carol's thumb.


Penny handed the gel to Carol, "You do it, I'll be right back,"
she giggled.


Penny left the bathroom as Carol squeezed the gel onto Holly's
anus and spread it around.


Penny returned quickly, "Ok, mom come on out," Penny smiled as
she stood there naked with the strap-on waving in front of her.


"Damn, Penny, you were quick!" Carol said as she got up.


"Oh my!" Holly gasped as she stood up looking at her daughter in
the bathroom doorway.


Penny grabbed her mother by the arm and pulled her after her as
she headed for the master bedroom.


"Wait for me!" Carol yelled as she struggled to get her skirt and
panties off.  She almost tripped into the door.


Penny flung her mother onto the bed, "Get ready mom `cause I'm
fuck you silly on your bed!"


Carol came running into the room flinging her shirt behind her. 
She jumped up on the large bed and pushed Holly back, "Your gonna
finish what you started in the classroom!" she laughed as she
climbed up on Holly's shoulders.


Penny stood at the foot of the bed, "Wait a minute, finish what?"
she smiled.


Holly was looking up at Carol, her flat breasts, nipples sticking
out, a smooth stomach and a bald pussy, "Carol said that I could
lick her cunt if I got accepted to the Girl Scouts, sweetie,"
smiled Holly.


"Yeah and she got interrupted by Mrs. Rosen," Carol laughed.


"Which reminds me.  Mrs. Rosen said that she would really like to
kiss your cunny," Holly said looking up at the ten year old lithe
body.


Carol giggled and scooted her crotch closer to Holly's mouth,
"Why doesn't she just ask me?"


"She is afraid of rejection."


"Why would I reject a woman who wants to French kiss my cunt?"
Carol laughed.


"You would have to ask her.  But she would really like it if you
made her kiss you between her legs," Holly smiled.


"Damn, Carol, you got women chasing after you!" laughed Penny.


"Well, then I don't think I will disappoint the bitch!" She
looked down at Holly.  "But first you finish kissing me!" Carol
said as she tweaked her nipples and flung her blonde hair back.


"Well, then I get your pussy mom, lift your legs up!" laughed
Penny.


Holly lifted her legs back and Carol scooted up so that her knees
were on either side of Holly's head.


Penny jumped up on the bed and quickly pulled herself forward
grabbing her mother's thighs and lining up her strap-on.  Holly
didn't notice as Penny's strap-on penetrated her cunt.  Her mouth
engulfed little Carol's bald pussy.


Penny laughed as she pumped the strap-on in and out of her
mother.  She held her mother's legs out as she rocked her hips
back and forth.  Carol giggled as she rotated her hips and bald
pussy around Holly's mouth.


Penny turned on the strap-on tickler so her little clit would get
massaged as she pumped her mother.  Penny, Carol and Holly
started moaning together.  Carol looked up at the ceiling
moaning, "Lick me, lick me, lick me!" then she leaned forward
putting her hands on the pillow.  Carol's stomach rubbed up
against Holly's forehead.  "Damn, damn, damn, lick me, you
bitch!" Carol hissed.


Penny yelled out "Fuck" each time she pushed the strap-on into
her mother.


Holly kept pushing her hips against Penny's thrust while moaning
into Carol's pussy.


Carol finally said. "Oh fuck me!" she stopped moving her hips and
kept her cunt in place over Holly's mouth.  Holly flicked her
tongue over the ten year olds little clit savoring the salty
taste.  Penny had her eyes closed as she rotated and pumped the
strap-on while the clit massager tickled her.


Carol opened her eyes and rolled off Holly's face.  She had a big
smile, "That was worth the wait Miss. Anderson.  You're quite the
cunt licker."


Penny fell forward on her mother which put her in the Missionary
position.  She looked closely at her mother then ran her hands
behind her head.  Penny started kissing her mother, tasting
Carol's cunt on her mother's lips and tongue.  As Holly and Penny
kissed, Penny slowly humped her mother.  Holly broke the kiss and
turned her head, "Fuck me, fuck me!" she yelled as she wrapped
her legs around Penny and put her arms around her daughter's
torso.  She started cumming.

Penny held her mother's head in her hands as she closed her eyes
and gave off squeaks and groans as she came.  Holly thought it
cute the way Penny was cumming.

Penny stopped moving and lay on top of her mother, "You are a
good fuck mother" she smiled.


"Thanks sweetie!" Holly smiled back.  "You're a pretty good
fucker also.  I have been horny all day long and this felt
wonderful."


Penny rolled off her mother and the bed, "Ok, mother you can go
now, but first bring us your pillow." Penny ordered.


"Ok," Holly replied with a questioning look.  She walked out of
the master bedroom and returned a minute later.  Both girls were
sitting on the bed, Penny with her strap-on sticking up between
her legs and Carol with her legs crossed.


Holly stood in the doorway with her pillow.


"Hand your pillow to Carol and stand facing the wall," Penny
said.  "You have been a bad girl, mother."


Holly walked over to Carol and handed her the pillow, "What? What
are you talking about?" Holly said looking at her daughter.  She
had tears in her eyes.


"Don't look at me mother.  Stand facing the wall now!" Penny
yelled.


Holly jumped when her daughter yelled.  She quickly walked to the
wall and stood facing it.


Carol walked into the master bathroom and stepped into the tub. 
She spread her legs a little, placed the pillow beneath her and
let loose with her pee.  Holly and Penny could hear Carol's urine
splashing in the tub and the pillow.


Penny got up from the bed and walked over to her mother.  She
stood behind her putting the strap-on between her mother's ass
cheeks.


Penny leaned into her mother and whispered in her ear.  "We
looked in your purse earlier mom and we noticed that Carol's pee
soaked panties that she gave you this morning weren't taken out
of the baggie and that hurt her feelings.  Fuck mom, I even saw
the baggie when your purse was dumped at FIS today.  It sure
didn't look to me like you had taken her panties out of the
baggie."


"I'm sorry Penny, but I just didn't have the time today."


"You didn't have the time, huh mother?" whispered Penny as she
ran her hands over her mother's nipples.  "Carol had the time for
you when she peed in those panties.  So tonight you're going to
sleep on her pee."


Carol came out of the bathroom holding the pillow by the edge
with her index finger and thumb.  She walked up to Holly and
grabbed hold of her hand, forcing Holly to grip it.


"Think of me tonight Miss Anderson.  Smell my pee and dream of
me.  Let my pee soak into your hair while you sleep and maybe you
won't forget next time, Bitch!"  Carol hissed and slapped Holly's
ass.


Penny backed away from her mother, "Go to bed mother.  You have a
long day tomorrow."


Holly clutched the pee soaked pillow to her chest and walked out
of the bedroom and into her bedroom.  She had tears in her eyes.
How could her daughter and Carol be so cruel to her when they
shared a beautiful cum together.


Holly could hear the girls laughing and giggling.  She threw the
pillow down on her bed and sat down.  She lay back on the bed and
rested her head on the pillow.  What a day she had.


End of Part 3