From the right of the back panel a woman stepped out… but this woman couldn’t be the same as the woman in the picture.But if one looked… the cou...d see the same jaw, the same hairstyle and even the same color but not flecked with gray. Anyone could’ve guessed what her body looked like in the photo but the body she had now obviously fitted her new face… and it was also clear that this was no case of excessive plastic surgery no… this was utterly all natural. “Hello.” she said meekly, her hands. YOU no longer have a job. I am going to have you SUSPENDED first thing tomorrow morning, and you will NEVER work as a teacher again!" No... I don't think THAT'S what it means."She narrowed her big beautiful eyes. "You just watch me."Paul Acers leaned back, crossed his legs and stretched an arm out over the back of the padded chair. "Believe me, little sex bunny, I INTEND to! Now you be sure to put on a good show for daddy tonight." I... don't... BELIEVE... you... ," she whispered. She spun. .you..." -stroke. Deeper and harder. Steady and unyielding. He takes. Or, rather, he gives."Oh..." she whimpers, her toes curling. "Oh, God, Dean..."Pulling her tighter, he immerses himself in her. Gets lost in the way her body moves and clenches around his. "That's right," he instructs, varying the intensity again. "Every. Time. You. Come."The rhythmic way he takes her makes her shatter. She clings to him, her eyes shut tightly as he continues to move. She can't get close enough. Can't feel. Then, after it settled in on them, they clapped enthusiastically. But, Jenna wasn’t done and, of course, it was all planned.“Jake, you may now use your submissive.” The group was hushed, instantly. It was a play on the wedding ‘you may now kiss the bride’. Jenna came to me, unfastened my cape at my neck and carried it away to join Beth.I looked up at Jake and whispered, “Are you ready, my Sir? No second thoughts?”He shook his head and responded in a similar whisper. “I will never second guess.