even more alarming was the realization that she was aroused and wet with desire. She could feel the silky smooth dew rapidly gathering between her nether lips, and she resisted the urge to move thighs together, lest anyone take notice. Glancing around she noticed that some of the other girls were panting as well and Ms. Jenkins was actually stroking her sex with her fingers absently, breathing hard, her mouth slightly open again. “I’ll take care of him Mr. Stephen!” a female voice rang out from the darkness.