As I walk down the hallway I stop and look at one of the many mirrors and take myself in, my medium length blonde hair tied in a pony tail my light bl...e eyes and my 34C breasts. I smile at myself and fix my shirt and continue walking. I get to the Headmasters office and I go to enter but I hear a loud familiar voice. My Daddy. “Jeff, when I see my sweet little girl she better be the slut I’m paying for.” I hear Head master Anderson sigh. “I assure you Max, Katrina has bloomed over the few. She looked as though she was about mid 40's, she had her hair in a bun it was brown in colour but slightly losing it's colour. She had a stern look on her face, not at all happy.Her face was showing slight signs of age, grows feet near her eyes and slight wrinkles on her forehead, her dress was that of a housewife might of worn in the 1950's. "i guess you are Sasha" said the woman sternly."yes, i am the new housekeeper" replied Sasha being as polite as possible. "how old are you exactly?" said. . get you to ... school. And your father ... might come looking...”“It’ll be ... uh ... uh ... faster this way.” Daniel slammed into her, enjoying the way her whole body tensed every time he smacked up against her ass.“Okay, sweetie.” Who was she kidding? It would be faster this way. “Just not ... inside ... it’s a bad time of month ... for me.”“Where?” He reached with his right hand and wrapped his fingers in her long, brown hair. He pulled her head back a little, getting her to arch her back. " "Hi, Brody." She cleared her throat. "It's me. Ryan." "I know." His voice was teasing and she relaxed a little. "I hope this is an okay time." Now that she'd contacted him, she was drawing blanks on what to say. "It's fine. I was just thinking about you. How's everything going?" "Oh, um, really well. We have a couple of days off before the next show so I'm trying to chill out. I'm not very good at that." He laughed. "No, you're not." She struggled for a minute and then the words burst out..