We stood there for a while chatting about the past when he made an odd comment saying that in all the time I went to school there he never had a reaso... to cane me. I blushed at the comment and replied that it was a good thing that he didn’t know everything that went on or he would have had good reason to cane me. He looked at me over his glasses and said, I think you should come around to my office after school on Friday and we will have to discuss this matter and then he laughed but added that. The girl squirmed as Fiona’s finger explored her folds.Fiona held her finger up in front of Abby. They both could see Abby’s juices glistening on it. Fiona dabbed the heady goo on Abby’s neck like perfume.“This is your new scent. Eau du putain.” She paused. “You do speak French, don’t you?”Abby blushed even more as she whispered, “Yes, Miss.”“Now be a good little whore and get down on your knees and show me just how good you are.”Fiona leaned against Abby’s dressing table, tugging her dress up. Alicia had dark red, almost chest nut brown hair cut short to the sides of her head. She had dark smoldering eyes and very much a woman’s build, even if her breasts were probably B-Cups at best. It was the way that they jutted out from her rib cage so proudly from the moment she rounded the wall and undid her towel. She had a matching carpet of triangle hair crawling up from between her legs and she knew what she wanted! She handed her towel to Lynn and walked over to me and like a cowgirl. I would just have to be careful how I moved nothing would pop out unexpectedly. I had to admit I was feeling quite aroused at the way the dress looked and felt on me. That was unusual for me because it wasn’t my nature to dress that way in public.“Are you ready to go, darling?” I asked smiling.“Sure. I’m starving. I can’t wait to eat," he replied with a growl.I walked into the room and his jaw dropped.“Oh my God, Susan. You look incredible." He said almost biting his tongue off.I giggled and.