“Too much to do,” I whispered. “Too little time.”I rolled her over on the bed, sat astride her legs andpushed her dress up her...thighs. She wriggled and triedto sit up but I pushed her down. “Hush, my love,” Isaid softly. “Do nothing, say nothing.”I slid her panties down and lowered my head between herlegs, searching for her. I burrowed into her with mymouth and my tongue, my nose thrusting through her lushand wiry pubic hair. Wait. Hang on. Whoa.. Years later, I was informed that this was a sign of sexual frustration.Neal also never dated, unlike the other masters who frequently introduced their girlfriends to the boys.Neal was almost good-looking despite size. Allow me to explain: His nose was attractive but just a little too large and his mouth was attractive but just a little too big… I think you get the picture.Neal’s older sister also taught at the school. She was an English teacher and looked like an ugly female version of her. She sighed, and pulled up her fancy French knickers with the crotch cut out making it almost unnecessary to even take them down in the first place. She just didn't want to get any pee on the lace because they were far too fragile for bleach and far too expensive to replace.Her bum was still sore from the weekend in Aruba and the excesses on the Cruise ship which was more of a "Fuck Boat" than a "Love Boat". She had lost count of all the horny husbands who had climbed into the life boat with her. "If the rest of the series sells magazines as well as that one did, you'll be the star reporter here within a year".Kati giggled as she let out a sigh of relief. At least she wasn't in trouble. "Why Thank You Mr. Geiger," she said. "I'm so happy that it was received so well by the readers. I'm just sorry that the series is to be delayed for several weeks due to Franzi having to travel." A bit of the worry started to creep back into Kati's mind."That's exactly why I called you to my office. I.