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You pause to listen at the bathroom door, hearing the sound of running water and the soft murmurs of the girls voices. It sounds soothing and sexy and you have a moments thought of going in and joining them, pulling their sleek wet bodies to you and sampling them again. You shake your head with a smile, thinking that if you tried to take the two of them on so soon you might not make it to your first class, and with a shrug to yourself go to your bedroom.

You toss your clothes in a chair and stretch out on the bed, letting your mind slip into a neutral, half dozing state. You hear the shower stop, and the soft giggling of the girls muffled by the closed door. A few minutes later you hear them leave the bathroom and the sounds of bare feet approaching your room.

"We're done Mr. Carter," Grace says softly.

"Yes Daddy, we cleaned each other up," Valerie giggles.

You look at them standing in your doorway, looking fresh and sweet, and you have a moments thought of dragging them to your bed and using them again, thrusting your cock into their tight holes until you perish from orgasmic overload. Reluctantly you put the thought out of your head, pushing yourself up on your elbows to look at them.

"Good girls. And I'm glad you're getting along and becoming friends."

"We're ever such good friends Daddy," Valerie giggles, slipping an arm around the redhead's waist and kissing her cheek. "Aren't we Grace?"

"Yes," blushes Grace, pressing her lips together in embarrassment before giving you a smile.

"We're so happy Daddy, thank you for making us be friends," Valerie smiles, her eyes drifting down to your flaccid cock. "We love being fucked by you don't we Grace?"

The redhead nods, her own eyes looking at your meat. "I love it so much Mr. Carter," she says softly, her eyes warming.

You know that it would take only a word to have the two teens on your bed, wet and open and eager, and you feel your cock starting to stir, but you push the thought out of your mind.

"I love it too girls, but there's no time right now. You get back to your dorm and change into your uniforms. We'll see what happens later. And Valerie, remember there's another meeting with your parents at noon."

"I know," she says with a pout. "I won't let them take me away. You'll stop them won't you Daddy? You won't let them take me out of school?"

"Everything will be fine Valerie," you assure her. "Run along, the both of you. Before I jump off this bed and ravish the two of you." Their faces light up with gleeful, anticipatory smiles, making you shake your head at them and swing your legs off the bed and sit up. "I'm joking girls. I need to get ready and so do you. Now scoot."

Grace scampers across the room and gives you a hug and a lingering kiss, her mouth tasting sweet and delicious. Her pretty eyes look into yours with adoration, and you feel a twinge of guilt at how infatuated she is, and how you're taking advantage of the emotionally damaged Valerie. You break the kiss and pat Grace on her thigh, nodding towards the door. "Go on, get out of here," you say with mock gruffness, watching her ass as she turns away and joins Valerie at the door, the two of them giving you little farewell waves before disappearing.

You wait until you hear the front door close behind them before getting up and hitting the shower. Alternating between hot and cold water, you blast your lethargy away, restoring some of your energy. You dress in a soft button down shirt and a knit tie. Looking at your reflection you see a respectable biology teacher, not the lecherous libertine you've become in the last few days. You shake your head in silent reprimand, wondering if there is any way out of the convoluted mess you've got yourself into, and considering what best to do.

You're not sure who to trust, or if you can trust anyone except Brian, who is in just as deep as you are. That limits your avenues of investigation, at least inside the confines of Pink Rose. You consider that there might be people in town who might know something about the history of the school, but how you'd identify them or approach them is a mystery to you.

You're still mulling things over as Brian returns from his run and calls to you that he's going to grab a quick shower.