A beautiful mature lady (I'll call her "Granny") was seated in the front row, stage right. She sported a great whitish-blond short haircut that nicely...framed a perfectly groomed and shaped face. Huge hazel eyes and a winning smile.During the first session, she was very actively participative. I was drawn to the way she was dressed. Bracketed by black short-heeled pumps and a butterscotch-colored knit top were a pair of black leather pants. They hugged her mature body nearly like a 2nd skin.. If you know, why where it? The boys not giving any attention?Gee: I'm getting enough of it, Sir. Just ask your men.Guest_DevilHorns95: -he backhands her but not hard enough to really hurt- who do you think you're speaking to cadet? It’s obvious you have some disciplinary issues. But don't worry...I can fix that -he smiles evilly-Gee: -She flinches only a little pretending not to enjoy the pain.-Guest_DevilHorns95: -he leads her to his desk and roughly bends her over it. He lifts her skirt up. Sam. Sam hesitated, still unbelieving of the situation. He recovered quickly however, sinking into the kiss and pulling her hips into his. He may not have been as inexperienced as his shy demeanor conveyed. Calli let up on the kiss and pulled back, smiling at him. Sam scanned down her body, taking in her breasts covered by a black bra. She grasped him by the back of the head and shoved his face into her cleavage. ‘This is what you were after, hm?’ she whispered. Sam somewhat struggled to. She appeared to be a nice kid.’ ‘Thanks.’ Sierra allowed a little pause and then said in a rather husky voice. ‘I thought perhaps we could go out to a club tonight and I could find some way to apologize that may unfreeze your cold heart, you still look pissed off with me.’ Without thinking Harry said sorry but he’d be working on monthly figures. He groaned silently, thinking how stupid – a late night out with Miss Big Boobs could have been rather interesting, not that he’d ever stick her,.