She really was an intelligent girl, witty, and just good company to be with.The Headmaster must have had the MacCulloch girl in to see him because as ...ar as I could see there was no lingering resentment after Kirsty returned to school.I could certainly find no fault in Kirsty's learning from her weeklong suspension; she slipped back into things as if she had never been away. The swelling and bruising had all but gone, leaving her face back to its beautiful best. She watched me as I taught and I. "Sandra felt so horny she was lost for words, so she just nodded, her breathing ragged, her hips pushing out towards him, inviting him to enter the dribbling crack between her legs. His cock was stiff and thick in her tiny hand, so she let it drop, moving to undo his pants instead. Her free hand roamed over his hairy chest, teasing him, caressing his nipples."Hold on," he quavered.Les stuffed his cock back into his pants and shuffled out to the shop again. Sandra grinned when she saw him. The crowd went loudly nuts. Millie squealed in horror and tried to cover herself, they hooted and cheered and whistled and laughed as she tried to find a way to hide her enormous swinging tits and her fat, hairless pussy with her bare little hands. Millie cowered in apparent fear for just another moment, shivering all over–but her eyes were narrow slits, not wide with panic, and I saw her fat white thighs squeeze together in a way I knew. Millie was no doubt scared and embarrassed and shocked. Of course, blonde hair shows up wonderfully well on black fabric. So I ordered a black polyester blouse from one of the women’s wear shops I used: Roaman’s or Woman Within or some place – sent to my PO box. Likewise, I got a reasonable replica of Sam’s skirt, heels, and jewelry. I hadn’t gone to this much trouble before in dressing, since I never really looked at myself in the mirror when dressed… it was feeling the hair on my head, seeing it flow onto the shelf my huge tits made, etc. but for.