She’d pulled a desk up next to her desk and I slid into it. It was a common consultation arrangement in her classroom. She opened my red folder and ...apped her painted fingernails on it. The color matched her lipstick. She was always so well put-together and professional. And gorgeous.“I’m glad you gave me two stories to look at. In the green folder, you’ll find several notes that I made. I think they are self-explanatory. Your writing and grammar are improving rapidly. You need to work on. First of all, she was big – not a BBW, no – solid and strong-looking, with wide shoulders, and muscular arms and legs. She also was curvy, with large breasts and a big booty – not exactly an hourglass figure, as her tummy was well-muscled too, but enough of a waist to make her curviness conspicuous. She was about my height, 5’11”, but probably outweighed me by 30 pounds. She had strong features and full lips, with dark hair and eyes. Her complexion was delicious – coffee with just a little bit. I went to the washroom. I said, “It’s okay Jaita It happens. Let’s forget everything and let’s have dinner.”She replied, “No I can’t, you leave now. I said I will wait at the dinner table. You should come.” I went out and got ready and was waiting for her. I knew she will come and waiting hours continues. Then she came and wow she was looking so hot in red saree. That saree has again made my dick hard.We hugged and sat for dinner.Me: Jaita, I just want to apologize to you if I have hurt you. I. Her name was Hazel and she turned out to be the cook for the priests at the rectory. She took Maggie to the back of the building where there were two small bedrooms and a slightly larger common area, with several chairs, a sofa and a dining table with a couple of chairs. This was accessed through a door that opened off the kitchen. ‘I’m in the bedroom to the right, the other one is yours. This area is for us to share and we can eat here. Father Gerald asked me to get you started and show you.