.. ," Dusker began."Answer the question," Manning interrupted. The witness flushed and looked at the defense attorney – who pointedly looked away."M.... Dusker?" Allyson asked. The witness shifted his gaze to her but didn't speak."Okay, let's try this another way," she said wearily. "Did you complete coursework for a doctorate degree?" I hold a doctorate," the man repeated."Which is not what I asked, you fraud," Allyson said, her temper getting away from her."Miss Granger, please," Judge Manning. My make up would need major repairs and my hair, well; I might be able to work something with it. My wig needed major work so I just would have to use my shoulder length hair.I spent the next hour getting changed and fixing myself back up. New stockings, panties, and then slipped into my uniform again. The feeling of dressing in it, always thrilled me, excited me. I had never put it back on after a Friday night. This was a new, delicious feeling. I always loved the feel of new stockings. Before long, I was really struggling internally to remain seated.I considered fucking her and then forcing her to go back to copying when I finished, but chose not to. I didn’t want to give her proof that she could weasel out of her punishment by getting me turned on, even if it was only temporary. Besides, I didn’t want the sex to be just some bullshit simplistic fucking on the floor; I wanted something more memorable. I wasn’t sure I’d have the energy or even remember to make her go back to. ’ ‘I used to be that way. Maybe you should let Sarah give you a hand-job first. That should take the edge off and make your cock less sensitive when you have sex.’ ‘How’d you learn all this stuff?’ ‘From my brother. You remember Jim? He’s five years older than me and was in the Army in Europe for a couple years.’ I recalled seeing Jim at school, but he was so many classes ahead of me that we never interacted. Something caught Bill’s eye and he said, ‘Here come the girls.’ Kathy and Sarah came.