Girls never seemed to have that problem. They just yapped and nobody paid them any attention anyway."What are those coins? Were they quarters, or dime... or what?" His dad still wasn't biting."No, Dad, they were more like gold." There, now he ought to get interested. His dad didn't bite, "Oh you mean those dollar c coins with the gold coloring on them. Right?" Now his dad was smiling at him in the way adults do when they are making fun of a kid. Brian hated to be patronized, even by his parents,. That’s always fun.” “Nice. Nice.” Natasha saw his eyes elevator down and up her body. “They have great uniforms for you gals this year.”“Oh, do you like them?” Natasha responded in a squeaky voice. She did a slow twirl for him. When she had turned 180 degrees she pulled on the edge of her skirt, pulling it up, exposing her bottom, the majority of her bloomer buried in the crack of her ass. “But see how the skirts don’t float as much? I miss that.” Natasha said. “Hmmm, show me that. Trotz ihres attraktiven Aussehens war sie auch bei den männlichen Schülern nicht gerade beliebt. Sie trug zwar ihre Haut voll zu Markte, vor allem wenn sie dünne Blusen trug, ohne BH, die ihre festen Brüste besonders betonte. Sie liebte es ihre männlichen Schüler aufzugeilen, um ihnen dann gleich wieder eines auszuwischen. Jetzt mit 33 Jahren war sie immer noch Single, aber sie hatte schon so viele Männer gehabt, daß sie gar nicht mehr wußte, wieviel es eigentlich waren. Jeden dieser Männer. You will speak only when spoken to.That was it. I sat back and waited.Two weeks later, I got an e-mail. Here it is, again, unedited:"Sir,my husband and I would like to meet you to talk about our interests.Mary"I sent her my phone number and she called within an hour. She had a disarmingly sexy Eastern European accent.We made arrangements to have lunch at a place not far from their house with the understanding that, if all went well, her training would begin as soon as lunch was over.When I.