I assured him that it would not and grabbed the broom to start sweeping up the mess on the floor.I had just begun to mop the floor, starting at the ba...k of the room, when Mr. Hawthorn came in the door. He ordered a whiskey with a beer chaser, showing that he was mighty upset about something. That was when he saw me in the mirror behind the bar and screamed, "HIRAM THOMAS, YOU SON OF A BITCH! THE DOCTOR JUST TOLD UP THAT MY BOY IS GOING TO LOSE THAT ARM YOU BROKE! I AM GOING TO MAKE YOU PAY FOR. .. Quick grab your things and go upstairs into a bedroom and hide. And don’t make a sound until I tell you they’ve gone OK. “?“OK Mister...”.“Quickly ... get upstairs...”I opened the front door and Ploy was looking really sheepish holding her head down.Mrs Green demanded, “Well let us in then, we need to have a serious talk”.I opened the door to let them in and Ploy starts to cry. As soon as we get in the lounge Mrs Green says, “What’s that smell? What have you been doing in here? Why is that. I had picked out a couple to try on and suddenly, I felt a hand on my lower back. I turned around and it was Ms B! Ms B was my math teacher last year. And she is sooooooooooo pretty! She asked how I was doing and how my classes were going. I smiled and told her that I was doing good and school was boring, but OK. She laughed a little and kinda rubbed the small of my back. I shuddered a little bit and I think she noticed cuz she grinned and kept doing it.She asked what I was shopping for (and. ‘So do you like the way my tongue feels inside of you?’ She heard him whisperer, his deep voice reverberating against her most sensitive of spots and blowing wisps of air inside her to feed the fires of her desire. The tremors it caused made her buck and writhe against him, deep throaty moans flowing from her parted lips as her cloudy sapphire orbs opened wide in delirious pleasure. ‘Yes . . . oh yes . . . fuck . . . yeesss . . .’ She gasped, her voice trembling on a high note as he buried his.