Her father

Lilian rushed through her wardrobe, looking for something to quickly throw on. All her panties were still missing and putting on a bra would be too much trouble she reasoned, so Lilian went without any underwear.

She grabbed another skirt and top that was similar to what she was wearing earlier in the day. Hopefully her father wouldn't notice the change and ask why she was already in a different outfit. Sure she could just tell him it got dirty throughout the day, but things would go smoother the less questions asked.

She looked at herself in the mirror and started to doubt her chances. In trying to find something resembled her last outfit, she had to put on some of her older clothes. Her black top stretched tight against her chest, making the fabric almost see-through in the right light. It also exposed far more of her midriff than the other shirt had, which combined with the skirt that was tiny in comparison, made Lilian feel like she was half naked!

She knew she should probably just get changed, but time ran out.

"Lilian!" Cried out the familiar voice of her father. "Are you home sweetie?"

"Yes dad!" She called back. "I'll be right down!"

He didn't like to be kept waiting, so her current outfit would just have to do. Hopefully he didn't get too good of a look at her this morning as she ran out the door.

She bounced down the steps, through the hall and round to their living room. Her father was waiting for her, already reclined back in his chair with the newspaper open.

"So?" He said expectantly, only giving her a glance before returning his attention back to the paper.

"I had an amazing time! Everyone was so nice to me and I've already made a few friends!" She could do this, just keep it vague and positive.

"What about your studies, did the teaching staff give you the same level of attention we did?"

That was a tough one, from what little she'd experience the teachers clearly were downgrade. She couldn't tell him that though, he'd take it as a reason to keep her locked up at home.

Thinking about it, John, Tim and Brian were kind of teachers to her? Teaching her the different ways she could feel good, or how to be a online streamer.

That counted right?

"They were great! Very hands on and willing to give me what I needed. They knew just where to touch on to get me going and really filled me up. With uhhh, knowledge."

She'd almost started drooling, thinking about how John and the others made her feel. She could feel the heat rising from between her legs, she needed relief so badly but her father was right there. He was distracted by the newspaper though, maybe he wouldn't notice....

"So they didn't go easy on you, even though it was your first day?"

"They were definitely hard." She couldn't take it anymore, she plunged her hand under her skirt and started fingering herself like John had done. "Mmmhh, they umm, they were really good though. It was the exact hardness I needed!"

"That's good then. We're they strict with the class? Not letting anyone talk back and made sure the delinquents got what was comming to them?"

"Oh, mmhh, people got what was comMIng to...to them." Her toes curled as she fingered herself. It felt so good she couldn't stop herself, even as it became harder to stifle her moans. She wasn't sure she could stop herself even if her father looked up from his newspaper and caught her.

"Well I had my doubts about the establishment but it seems like they do a good job then."

"Yes, GOD YES ITS GOOD, Mmmmhhh, it's just.... GOooooOoOOd." Her knees locked together as she came right in from of her dad. It took everything she had not not become a screaming mess as that sweet wave of pleasure showed through her while body.

She just barely managed to pull her hand out from her skirt, resting in on her legs before her father looked up at her. He had a confused look in his eye, but didn't seem to notice her too glistening fingers.

"You're certainly still excited about it." He said, chuckling in amusement. "Ahh to be young as so full of pep again. I know I haven't been to supportive of this whole idea, but I'm glad to see you so happy."

"Thanks dad, I really think I'm the happiest I've even been." She was still catching her breath, panting with every word.

Her father stood up, folding the newspaper he walked past her to the kitchen. Stopping next to her to put a hand on her shoulder.

"You should get some rest, you're clearly exhausted."

"I'll turn in early tonight." Lilian started formulating a plan to sneak out. "I might even skip dinner if that's OK, Damian already made me a sandwich earlier."

"Hmm, how strangly kind of him. See how you feel tonight, but you really should eat a full meal." He walked out the door, turning back at the master moment to add one more thing. "Oh, what about the bus ride? Did you manage to get on and get off ok?"

"Mmmhh yes, I got off really good..."