It seemed she would be left alone with her, because the Principal and the Assistant Principal went back into the Principal's office.The woman had open...d the door and stood to the side to let Sandra go past her. When Sandra walked into the room the woman said, "Sit down, please."Sandra walked up to a chair that stood in front of the desk of the Assistant Principal. She could hear that the woman closed the door behind her.When she was sitting on the chair, she looked at the things on the desk in. One of them was a hot black woman with E-cup tits, firm ass and sweet blowjob lips.She had said the very day before that she would never let me fuck her. Now she was flirting with me! She didn´t get visibly drunk, but she got one hell of a hangover. She giuded me away from the dance floor and into a unused room. The door closed and she started kissing me and telling me about how much she wanted me to fuck her in the ass. I responded by pulling up her skirt and showing a finger up her ass. To. She glanced down at the note and blinked. It merely said ‘ Things are not what they seem.’ ‘They rarely are’ Rubbing her temples she eyed the bottle of Louis XIV on the desk corner and the snifters, and reluctantly settled for a plucking a bottle of Evian. She glanced around the room, drawn to the hearth, it’s warmth on this sub-zero night comforting and refined, like the man. Pondering those words..she made her way past the bookcases, her fingers lightly running over the old leather bound. If anyone was in trouble, it was going to be him. We decided that the twenty-four hours would start at 8 am on Saturday and last until 8 on Sunday. That Friday night, you would have thought that he was trying to make me into an Acrobat with Universoul Circus. He was flipping me and fucking me every which way till Sunday. He was working out everything he needed to be ready for his twenty-four hours of sexual servitude without release and I who was I to stand in his way? If I could be.