But I didn't think anything of it, like she wasn't feeling up my breast or anything, she was simply like rubbing her hand over my heart as if she had ...o tell me something horrible. Anyways I started to panic and I was like MOM plz say something! And she just squinted and started to cry a little. And I just...I mean my mom is cold and calculated, she is strong and never nervous, so I was really like...JUST TELL ME WHATS WRONG. So I just went to hug her but when I went in for the hug she. ‘Umm …. ‘ ‘Jeremy, what did I tell you when speaking?’ ‘Think before I speak, then talk.’ ‘Correct.’ ‘All right. Mrs. Martins, I hear that you’re leaving the school and won’t be back next year, and you’re leaving the area as well. If so, a lot of students are going to lose a great teacher and I’m going to lose a great friend. I wanted to make sure I came by before the end of the day and let you know that, you helped me a lot.’ The dark-haired young man smiled and his eyes, once barely looking. I then spotted Mike with a breathtakingly beautiful girl on his arm. She was wearing a tiara and a sash. The sash, reading Miss General was draped across her chest. She was wearing an evening gown like she would in the pageant; strapless, form fitting, and covering her legs down to her ankles. She looked like she stepped from the pageant stage. Except for the front of the dress; it was cut away to her waist, exposing the inside of her nylon clad legs, her panties and her garter belt."Hi Hank, I. Of course this freedom comes with the need to comply, give my 'Cuck-Hubby', his daily pleasure, and today is no different, he knows I am desired by someone at work, a man just waiting for my nod of acceptance, but I keep him at arms length until hubby gives the signal, and when he does, I am turned over to this man, for his amusement.Shaved and smooth, stockinged without panties, sheer black on white flesh, and the pièce de résistance, today I would wear a smallish attachment, a 'Wireless.