”Stace despised being afraid of the man, but hours had passed since his forced entry. Her fear had ebbed at the lack of further provocation.Stace to...k a large bite of hers, to prove she wasn’t afraid of him. Without peanut butter, it was a lousy sandwich.The silence bothered her. She wanted to hide in her room, but that would show weakness. True to his word, he hadn’t said anything. He didn’t even look at her. She didn’t guess the reason behind his patience.Silence in the room persisted. Stace. Aur fir apni top t-shirt utare ne lagi. T-shirt upar krte hi uski black panty dkhne laga. Me usse dkh ke pagal ho gya vo bikini model lag rhi tho. Mene use apni taraf khich liya vo bhi apni t-shirt utar chuki thi aur ab sirf bra aur panty me khadi thi. Mene apna haath uski panty pe rha uski panty gili thi. Me samajh gya ki vo bhi ready h. Fir mene apna muah uski panty pe rkha aur chatne laga vo hi ab pagal si hone lagi aaa aaaaaahhhh aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh aur mere sir. She concentrated on leaving the area and opened her eyes.She was looking at Sir Timothy, "Hello Cathy, what happened?" He asked her, noticing that Maria was still in a trance.Cathy shook her head, "She's got a wall surrounding her, it's stopping her from doing anything and it's too strong for me. I'm going to need help!" She said and then threw out a thought.Annabelle was watching her two charges as they played with paints, making a mess of the paper that was before them. Then she saw them. Ashley had never lost a track meet in high school and thus was not use to defeat. Anyways, I told her mother, Mary, to meet me in my office on Monday after practice and we could discuss this situation. She left in a huff, but told me she would be there. I called Ashley into my room on Monday morning.Ashley came in dressed in a track suit and her hair in her usual ponytail. I invited her in and she sat down on the chair.Ignoring any pleasantries I said in a rather aggressive tone, "Ashley it.