All this thinking and reasoning was tiring, and she yawned fighting her sleep as she commanded, “Suppressor more.”The text appeared and she starte... to read, but it was very detailed with terms she didn’t understand at all. At the bottom of the text was the word ‘more’ and she knew she had to give the command to continue. Andena had lost count how many pages of text she had read already, but it was all as clear as mud. In the end, she couldn’t focus enough to give the command in the correct way. When she was sitting on the chair, she looked at the things on the desk in front of her. She saw a nameplate standing there, it mentioned the name of her Assistant Principal, his name was Francois Dupont.Then the woman walked past her, and it was only now that she noticed that this woman was also carrying an empty plastic bag in her hand. The woman went sitting in the chair behind the desk and looked at Sandra for a moment."So, young lady, you are Sandra Le-Croix?" Yes, Ma'am," Sandra answered,. He had a great voice, very deep, and very sexy! We talked about everything, sports, politics, life in general, then finally getting into sex. He wanted to know what our next step was. I told him I was not sure how far I wanted to go or how much I wanted to try. He said that was ok with him, he was not pushy and that it had to be right for both of us. He suggested we meet somewhere in public first, talk some more, and see how things progressed. I was fine with that and very excited.We decided to. I set it on the floor for the timora, Rasha."What is this? Have you no ale, or wine?" she asked me after sipping the milk."How old are you, anyway?" I asked her."I am in my fifteenth year. My day of birth was just celebrated a month ago," she responded."Well, I think you could use milk more than a glass of wine. You were suffering, and your body needs to replenish the vitamins that are in this milk," Matt rumbled firmly."Once you're done in here, I'll run a bath for you, or you can shower.