One. Help me. Two. I’m so afraid. Three. Who am I? Four. Why me? Her hands on my head, her fingers in my hair, her voice, saturated and deep from t...e closeness reaches deep, deep into the dark well of my confidence, finds and smothers the leak of anxiety that threatens to drown me. ‘Hush, baby. You’re with me now. Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid. Relax. Just relax.’ She kneels down. Careful, motherly, feline. Kisses my face, light little butterflies of comfort in a circle, forehead to chin,. One particular evening I feel got things headed down the road to Al fucking Darrell,( he is one of the men she fucked on her own & never told me ) any way the four of us were out to our favorite bar. Al was dressed in a thin summer dress that had buttons in the front top to bottom.This night all she was wearing was the dress & shoes, Totally nude without it. We were sitting around a very small round table, close to the band stand & next to the dance floor. I can't really recall what led up to. I stepped out of the locker room and there they were. Eight of my teachers. Mr. Jones, Mr. Walters, Mr. Thomas, Mr. Clark, Mr. France, Mr. Russell, Mr. Taylor and Mr. Jenks.I smile and said Hi like always but they just glared at me. Mr. Jones walked up and grabbed my hand. We have had enough of your teasing missy; it is time you got yours. I looked at them and I could see it in their eyes, before I could say a word, they grabbed hold of me, and someone was stuffing a sock in my mouth. They. She usually calls him, when she leaves her work, but today he is still on the phone with her."That's great news honey! I'm so excited. We'll have to drink to that when you come home! See you soon!"He is tall and handsome, and in his early 40-ies. He looks down at me with dark brown eyes, and smiles as he says:"You better hurry up. She will be here in 15 minutes, and you don't want to leave me wanting do you?"I open my mouth wide, and he slowly slides his cock in. First only a little bit, but.