Claire. Can we just get this over and done with, please?” I asked. Embarrassed.Ms. Musgrave stood up and smiled, scratching her head with her right ...and as she looked at me standing there.“Shame. I thought you’d really enjoy me dressed in my short grey school skirt, grey blazer and tight, light blue blouse. I always thought you used to perv over us girls at school.” Claire Musgrave smiled sweetly.I shook my head vigorously.“No Claire. I never noticed,” I lied unconvincingly.“Really?” She asked,. I ask, “Any news about that?”The officer driving says, “Witnesses say the vans came out of the side street to deliberately block the road on the mini-bus. The bus saw them and accelerated into the vans to cause the crash. Another van pulled up and they dragged the driver of the bus out while others checked the men in the vans. The fourth van drove off while two men started to aid those hurt in the vans. Five going to hospital out of that lot. And the four you shot are off to intensive care.. I had grown to find her increasingly desirable and half-turned to kiss her but she merely pulled the laces even tighter and said, ‘Tonight you belong to another.’ She sounded angry and I obediently stood in silence as she slipped a fine petticoat down over my undergarments but left my breasts quite naked. She then buttoned me into a dark, red dress that cupped my small bosom, was laced to the waist and flowed to the floor. I was led to the salon. Mistress Pickles introduced me to the other. However, we decided to meet again to put an end to the ecstasy that was boiling in between us. I returned home being satisfied that i would be screwing “a funking hot punjabi chick”. The next day i checked in a hotel and asked her to come. I went down and got her to the hotel room. As soon as she came in, i closed the door and got hold of her, threw her bag from her hand and started to kiss her passionately. She was also responding to it and we played with our tongues . She got her hands in.