Getting information

Miss Taylor opens the door to the rooms that the Downs' are occupying, ushering in Jasmine and Carissa. Misty and Hugo are sitting having (what else?) tea as the trio walks into the room. Misty's attire is a black form fitting silk dress (no bra and she didn't need one, and from what Jasmine and Carissa could see no panties either), while Hugo has a tailored charcoal Armani on.

The blond Misty smiles as Miss Taylor comes into the room, "Oh, you're here for another try is it?"

"Yes, Misty, I am and I brought two Americans with."

"Wherever did you find them?" Hugo asks as he stands up to greet the visitors. He warmly hugs Miss

"Oh, they were invited to teach a seminar and I think, hope even, that they arrived right on time. I'm hoping that they can talk to Victoria and help us get her fantasy fulfilled."

"We'll try, of course, but we can make no promises. One question," Jasmine says, seriously.

"Go ahead." Misty answers with a smile as she looks the Americans up and down.

"You do realize that there isn't anything wrong with her being a virgin, right?"

"Oh, no!" Misty says, her eyes wide, "I'm actually quite proud of her. What with all the movies and the internet, I applaud her vow. It's just...I enjoyed my time here so much and I learned so much. Sure some of the alumni go into porn or become prostitutes, but...I met my love here. I had had a bad childhood and I basically found my calling in being my husbands slut."

Carissa holds snorts back a laugh while Jasmine nods, "Okay then. I can do this in good conscience then. Where is she?"

"She wanted to take a nap. Never cared for tea time." Hugo states with a shrug. "Please, try and convince her. I mean we don't want her to be a street walker or anything of the sort. We just want her to know how to please men and or women. Sexual education in America is rather repressed and..."

Jasmine nods, "It's a byproduct of the Puritans. If you'll excuse us."

The two open and enter the darker bedroom where they see a young girl laying on the bed. She was the spitting image of her mother. Same double dd breasts, though she had them encased in a bra unlike her mother. And the only reason Carissa and Jasmine knew that is because they accidentally walked into the bedroom while she was changing shirts.

Victoria shrieked a bit when she saw the two standing there after the shirt dropped into position. "Oh my GAWD!! What the hey, yo?"

"I'm sorry. Your parents and Miss Taylor wanted us to talk to you."

Victoria blinks, "You're from the U.S.? Well...it doesn't matter, I don't want to go to this slut school! I...Nelson and I made a pact. We'd remain virgins until we were married. Learn how to please each other in the old fashioned way. By trial and error! All I want is him. Why...why can't my mum and dad understand that?" Obviously some of her lingo was still British.

"Ah, and Nelson would be...?" Jasmine asks, stunned that the school and her parents hadn't been able to pry the info out of her. But then they hadn't surprised her while changing. She hadn't had her guard up. Jasmine blinks, "Uh...you may want to put some pants on."

"Huh? Oh shit." Victoria said looking down at her nude lower body.

Jasmine felt Carissa lightly elbow her. Jasmine looked over and saw that Carissa was looking at the laundry hamper. Right on top was a pair of pink panties that seemed very wet. Jasmine took a whiff of the room and smelled the scent of a female orgasm. Jasmine looked over and saw a cell phone by the bed, and that the bed was rumpled as though someone had been thrashing about on the bed.

Jasmine looked at Carissa again and raised and eyebrow, as though to say You thinking what I'm thinking. Carissa nods.

Jasmine nods again as she looks back at Victoria, taking a more careful look at the young lady. Her blond hair was pulled back out of her face in a loose pony tail. The hair fell to about mid back. Her face, as Jasmine saw now had a pronounced flush to it. "So, Vicky..."

"Please, call me Victoria. Only my friends call me Vicky, and no offense, you two ain't friends. Yet, anyway." She answers as she buttons up the jean shorts she had put on.

"Okay. So Victoria...have fun on the phone with Nelson?"

"What?"

"You heard me. You may want to wait until marriage, but your body is craving attention. So you do phone sex, am I right?"

"I....I...oh my GAWD! Are you psychic?!"

"Just observant of my surroundings, is all. And there's nothing wrong with a little phone sex, really. It's just not as good as the real thing."

Victoria swallows hard, "I...I know that. I love him. Excuse me while I go wash up...okay?"

"Oh it's no bother, I find it really hot." Jasmine says stepping up to the younger girl and grasping her hand/ She feels the wetness on Victoria's hand as she brings it up to her mouth. "I love the smell of virgin pussy." Jasmine takes a lick of Victoria's fingers, savoring the taste of the girl.

"What are you...what are you doing?" Victoria asks, her breathing speeding up.

"Let's sit down on the bed." Jasmine states, leading the girl to the bed. Numbly Victoria sits down on the bed, Jasmine on her right, holding that hand. While Carissa sits on her left side, her hand rubbing up and down Victoria's silky legs. "So, who's Nelson?"

"He...he's the head of the Chess club at school." Victoria answers, her facing blushing as she receives the attention of the two educators.

"And...if we can convince the school to let him in as well. And for your parents to help in paying for it...would you be willing to forgo your Virgin Until Marriage Vow? They want to help you live your fantasy. To make your cherry busting experience absolutely a night to remember."

"Why...I...oh gawd."

"You get an added benefit." Jasmine states, leaning her head in a bit more. The girl's innocence was driving Jasmine insane with lust.

"Huh?"

"I have this knack of knowing people are right for each other. Every single couple I've gotten together has stayed together. So what's your fantasy, Victoria?" Jasmine says as she cups the girls cheek, and stares into her crystal blue eyes.