Why don’t you postpone the meeting with Sir Thomas and go home and get some sleep.’ She had walked around my desk and was gently massaging my shou...ders. ‘You are far too tense to be going upstairs just now.’ She reached over to my phone and dialed Sir Thomas’ PA. ‘Jane, would it be at all possible to reschedule this mornings meeting, Geoff is just about dead on his feet and needs the rest. I’ll send up the transcripts and Sir Thomas can read them before the meeting. When would be a convenient. She felt him at the hem of her shirt, and allowed him to lift it off. The same with her skirt, which puddled at her feet. He stood back and gazed at her lingerie-covered body with evident pleasure and lust, before pulling his own shirt off and dropping his slacks. His erection was obvious and triggered a memory in her. She reached behind herself and unclasped her bra, letting it fall away from her breasts and down her arms. He smiled and his eyes were glued to her swelling breasts, larger after. Sorry is not going to cut it. This ... this is. We have a zero tolerance drug policy at this school, do you know what that means?”I nodded.“Do you? Because if I’m following protocol, I take this and you to the office and come Monday, you’re no longer a student here. Plus this gets referred to the police and it actually does go on your juvenile record. This is the kind of stuff that ruins lives.”My lip trembled. I couldn’t ruin Brian’s life. I had to take this on myself.“I should do that. By all. “Who is it?” my son asked casually while he set the other girls up in a circular daisy-chain mouth to pussy to eat each other out on all fours.“It is one of your friends from school, Sir,” I whispered. My son was only a few feet away in the living room, and despite all of my bravado about being a whore in public, I was completely ashamed for this high school boy even to hear me say the word “Sir” to my son.“I can’t hear you,” Justin could totally hear me. He just wanted me to say it louder.“It.