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Not to be conceded or anything, but I did have a shred or two of confidence about myself left and it seemed to be rising to the surface the more I thought about this proposition. I let my index finger slide down my wet slit to the bottom and back up, curling it up into my pulsing pussy. Most of these rooms had a couple hundred viewers at least.. I’d cleaned out most of Paul’s stuff, leaving only the books and office supplies. I tried to clean up using my tank top, but that wasn’t really going to do the trick. I’d returned to my job as the science teacher at the local high school, but it was becoming clear that one income wasn’t going to be enough to support not only myself, but my 18 year old son Peter as well.
