A couple of weeks went by without incident and the term was nearing its' end and getting close to Christmas. I was pleased, I'd managed to save enough money to get home (Pensacola) for the holidays. There was no luck on the female (adult) company front but I was friendly with the girls and I managed to keep my lust in check.
On Friday nights, most of the girls went home for the weekend but some stayed and I would occasionally see them in town of an evening. They were trusted to behave but the 10pm curfew was strictly enforced. Which meant that I was also effectively on curfew as it was my responsibility to check on the girls. This Friday, I was in the local pub and ordering my final drink at around 9. 30pm. I looked over into the lounge area and saw a face I recognised - none other than S
