Rick watched until he saw the second student begin to soap jenny's breasts.
He turned and walked, still naked, his clothes in his hand, back to his room.
He dried himself and with the towel wrapped around his middle he lay down on his bed.
He did not know what thoughts were going through his mind. He did not know at first where he was or why he was there.
Birds were settling down for the night in the trees outside his window. Crickets were beginning their night-long chorus.
While Rick considered whether or not he should rescue jenny from her shower-mates, a strange peace settled over him. He realized that he was not the owner of the world.
In a few minutes, jenny came into the room, rubbing herself with a towel, naked and laughing. She called back to someone in the hallway, "So's your old lady." She was the happiest girl Rick had ever known.
She said, rubbing her hair with her towel until her breasts bobbed beautifully, the nipples dancing, "You got to treat these guys like they're used to being treated, otherwise they take advantage of you."
When she thought her hair was dry enough, she sat down on the edge of Rick's bed. Her hip touched his leg. "Did that make you mad in there," she asked, "my staying in the shower?"
"Yes, it did. But now it doesn't."
Her eyes smiled, joy passed over her face and left little tracks of merriment. "Why not?"
"Because I'm not Mrs. Witherdine. I'm nobody's Auntie. I don't own anybody. You're not my gigolo. I have no rights over your body except what you give me. I'm mad at you for staying in the shower, but I'm not mad at all."
She kissed both the nipples on his chest. He lay his hand on her smooth, cool thigh.
"You're learning, and that's nice." She touched the towel wrapping his body as if she would like to loosen it.
She explained. "I didn't fuck them, you know."
"I'm glad you didn't, but it was your choice."
"I decided not to fuck them. I want to fuck you. Are you mad at me because I fucked Shawn Cruise?"
"Not anymore. I was mad at first because you did, then I was mad at him because he told about it. Now I'm not mad."
"It was a nice thing I did for him. He was going to go to a whorehouse, or worse. He needed to lose his cherry bad. You had just screwed his mother and he wanted to get even with somebody. I let him get even with me."
"That was nice."
"He was scared, but it did work. It was also nice what you did with him with the Garrison girls. Auntie has supported their mother for a long time, you know. Their father deserted them years ago. Lucy and I have been sort of pals for years, but you couldn't tell it by the company we keep. She tells me everything. You're a very kind man, Rick Temple, you damn gigolo."
"No more. Na more of that. Did you know your aunt fired me?"
"Marie tells me everything, too. I even know why she fired you. That was the luckiest night of your life. You not only got very nicely screwed, you also got yourself out of a very nasty life-style. Congratulations, even if you didn't plan any of it."
Rick ran his thumbs over her nipples. They leaped at his touch.
She looked at his eyes. "And I think I'm in love with you for starting that scholarship for cocksuckers."
Rick laughed. "Is there anything you don't know?"
"Nothing." Her mouth curved up as she smiled. "Nothing at all."
She opened the towel around his waist and saw that his cock was starting to rise. Quickly crossing the room, she closed the door, then returned to sit down beside him again and hold his rising cock with her hands, caress it. She brushed it with her lips.
Rick slid a hand over the edge of the bed, down between her legs. Her cunt was still warm and moist from her fucking and his fingers slid easily in over her clit.
She asked, "Are there any more funds in that scholar-ship?" She licked the underside of his prick as it lay up along his belly. Gently lifting its head, she slipped her lips over it.
"There are no funds left," he said, sliding more fingers into her cunt and bringing her leg up toward his head. "But we'll find some other kind of reward."