"He glared at her and said, "Personal reasons. That's not good enough, Grace. What do you mean by personal reasons?" Personal, by definition, means my...reasons are related to me alone, Paul." You need this job, Grace. You have a mortgage, a car payment, other obligations. You wouldn't resign if you didn't have another job lined up."She said nothing.With an angry grunt, he said, "Clean out your desk, now. You're fired."She laughed. She hadn't planned to rub it in, but couldn't stop herself. "If. ”And so it began. Ms. Winger made Sue sit back on her desk with her knees up and legs spread. I’m a little ashamed to say that I was curious too. I had a front row seat thankfully. So that’s what a clitoris looks like up close -- good to know for future reference. I shouldn’t complain about having to take biology again -- this was the best time to take a week of biology. Sue is a perfect example of female anatomy.SUSANOur biology teacher, Ms. Winger, was showing me off to the class. She said. She lifted my dress and literally tore my panties and said I shouldn't have put them on in the first place. We know that tearing a panty isn't easy: it really hurt, and it made me gasp in pain and surprise, which in turn aroused me and her even more.I already knew she is the passive type, but still, i was surprised when she started whispering what she wanted me to do "to her": "I'm not gonna let you leave here until you fucked me to u*********sness", she said. "I want you to grab me and twist. I put it back in and closed up the folder. I would need a car.Mom was in her room. She was sitting on the side of her bed and it looked like tears had been streaming down her face for a while.I sat next to her, just as she had with me on the couch the night before, leaving no room between us. "What's wrong?"She wiped her face with the back of her hands. "I'm ... I'm just..." She was holding a framed picture in her other hand. It was of her and Dad."You're worried what he'll think?"Mom nodded..