''But I do Miss Jones. Your tits give me a big hard-on.''I need to get home for my husband, sir.''Yes, Miss Jones. Come to my office tomorrow wearing ... red dress, blue underwear, stockings, and shoes. Look professional but alluring.''Yes, Sir.' Miss Jones fled, ran to her car and drove home.Miss Jones was filled with conflicting emotions. She was a married woman, conforming and conservative. But the Headmaster had kissed her, and her pussy had become wet. She needed a relaxing bath to think. I kind of got the impression that we were all going to be friendly tonight and we'd pretend that the unpleasantness of the past two weeks either had never happened or was now forgiven and forgotten.I had just finished thanking Jill for inviting me when Donna appeared at the head of the staircase. I don't know if I mentioned it before, but Donna is absolutely, positively, drop dead gorgeous. She has shoulder length blonde hair, grey/blue eyes and a figure that could best be described as perfect.. "Oh no! No way! Quick buttonthe fuck up."He leaned back over, trying to close up his buddies' pants, panickingas he heard the dreaded knock on his window.He looked over, almost not believing this could even be remotelypossible, seeing the flash light in an officers hand shining in as hebegan shaking."Roll it down, please?" Asked the officer. "License and registrationplease, miss?" Officer, it's not what it looks like," Johnny babbled as he lookedover and then saw another officer at the other. .. a lot. I'm here for you. I'll tell you if I think you're crossing any lines that alarm me. I can understand a wider range of reactions to stress than most people. You should try to get some real sleep this time." It's dawn when we land and I've had about an hour of sleep. As the plane rolls to a stop, I see the red and white maple leaf flag of Canada and discover that we've landed in Ottawa. Why Canada? Safety comes to mind. Nobody will look for us here. Celine also comes to mind. As usual,.