Rodney glanced back, seeing the nearest traffic was quite some distance behind. When he looked back toward the truck, he saw the driver leaning forwar... for a look, while the passenger snapped a picture with his cell phone. The guy in the passenger seat then pointed down toward his crotch.Jill moaned. “Don’t mind if I do, but you’re not the one getting lucky.”“Oh boy,” Rodney said when she turned toward him, bare-breasted and wearing a mischievous grin.Her seatbelt popped open, immediately. When the Ukrainians arrived, we told them that the Colombians had shown up and ... dragged Caley away. They thought she belonged to them so ... we told them we’d help them get her back.”“You set them up,” I said, filling in the blanks.“Yeah,” Liz said. “They also had told the police ... through unofficial channels ... that the Ukrainians might show up and where they were planning to stay. I didn’t know what was going on until the Ukrainians showed up. Then ... I had no choice but to go along. As she did so, I instructed her to reach forward and grip the far edge of the desk, an act which caused her skirt and blazer to rise up her body and her navy blue knickers to draw delightfully tight as her bottom thrust out. As I again scrutinised the soon to be punished bottom, I knew that I would be unable to resist at least a couple of strokes to the exposed lower portion of her buttocks. My desire to pull those knickers down and reveal her naked buttocks, was alas, not within my control. I. Now how bad is it?" It's real bad. I told you in the email what happened in yesterday morning's class." But you didn't have a problem in the afternoon?" I didn't, but that was because Wayne didn't see me. I hid in the back corner of the room and he didn't see me. He did see me this morning. He wasn't as disruptive to the class as yesterday morning but this can't go on. I'm scared of him and what he may do. It was never proven, but I'm pretty sure he's who slashed my tires in the parking lot.