Thanks." There was another short pause."John, I love you."I didn't answer. I quietly hung up the phone, sat in my private office, and softly cried for...the first times in years.I took the rest of the week off using some accumulated sick leave. I knew I was going to do something dumb, I just didn't know what yet.The most probable scenario that I could come up with was that Cassie had gone to see Clayton at the motel restaurant, and then went to his room and had sex with him, for old times sake.. “Orrgh Alley, you want it, you want it, just like me” “Yeah” I said, hitching up my knickers under my short skirt, “But not now, I’m going home, bye”And there was Steve on The Esplanade with a hard on he couldn’t pack away or shove in my coochie or mouth and there I was huffing off with my satchel swinging. Intent on getting home, clearing my head, maybe psyching myself up for anal sex on my terms and deciding, screw Steve, I’d have to take a short cut through the Central Park and the back. Early Elementary consisted of K through 6; Middle School had classes for grades 7, 8 and 9. High School was reserved for 10th through 12th grades. So in 9th grade the kids were top of their league and acted like it. That is, the giddy girls were well into the throes of puberty. The boys were on the edge of sexual awareness.The first excursion of the year took place in November and meant chartering a school bus to take them the 15 miles to the city proper for an afternoon at the Natural History. I started chewing her open tit and within few minutes again I got jerk fully loaded on to her saree and petticoat she became bit wild and told I spoiled her sleep saying so she removed her saree and petticoat she is only with light coloured see through under wear and she has removed her blouse herself as lot of liquid fell all the way on her blouse also while handling breasts and she shouted on my to remove my pyjama and shirt as they are dirty too.She told in an irritable voice if you have.