Mrs. Pembleton ran a rather singular school for young ladies. Oh, the official curriculum was certainly ordinary enough. A young woman upon matriculat...on was expected to be familiar with the classics, some mathematics, at least a foreign language or two (I myself am perfectly fluent in French, quite conversant with Latin, and at least cognizant of Italian, Spanish, and Portuguese), and of course possess the varied requirements of etiquette and decorum necessary to make one’s way in society.. She was wearing a full slip. Heavens, no one wore a full slip any longer, not even my mother who at the time was in her seventies."I'm, sorry, dear," I told her gently, "but I'm going to have to ask you to remove your blouse and your slip as well." I figured with a full slip the child probably was wearing a thong or might even be commando due to the topical rawness of her wounds. I was wrong. I also did not know that pantaloons such as she was wearing were still made for women. Legs banded with. I began licking the length of his dick and every time I got to the tip I would swallow his dick once and run my tongue down his dick to his balls and but them in my mouth. Brady loved the way I swallowed his dick and when I did he would grab my hair and push my face deeper in his pubes. When I had his balls in my mouth he would rub my hair, and ask me to suck his dick. Although I wanted his dick in my mouth I knew that it wouldn’t last for long if I kept sucking him so I took my time. Mom begged me not remove them but I didn’t listen to her. I found a box of pills with no label on it. I asked her what is this for? She told me that she got them from the psychiatrist for depression. (which were actually given by the preacher). I left the pills and took all the scrap out and threw it. Mom sat on the bed crying. I told her this is not going to happen again in the house and went to my room to get ready for my work.After an hour I got ready and came out, mom was still lying on the.