Now whenever I try to get close to her, she'd act like little Bill was a venomous snake. It certainly wasn't encouraged to find it's way above her wai...t, and far too seldom was it accepted below the Mason/Dixon Line.Why the hell was I crawling back home with my tail between my legs? I was the one that was wronged! It occurred to me that Grace knew I would never challenge her actions or make a scene. She probably thought I'd be too dumb to notice anything, or too cowardly to do anything about. I have always had a soft spot for kids. Working with them and helping them was always deeply fulfilling, and hearing what this dirty old man had done to his own children really pissed me off. When prompted by Pat, Ginny agreed that what she had said was the truth, and was willing to sign a transcribed statement Pat excused herself and came next door to see me. ‘What else do we need.’ I angrily replied, ‘Nothing. I have no problems arresting him on what she has said. Can you convince her that,. I could still see her pretty smiling face and the way her tight black skirt had clung to her cute little arse. I opened my legs to encourage Lena to do more, and she did.I eased forward a little on the plastic seat as Lena wiggled her toes against my fanny. Now I was reminded of our sex session by the lake, and the way she'd brought me off so skilfully with her nimble footwork. I tried to reach down and pull my shorts and knickers to one side and let her make direct contact with my drenched. “Those hard nipples are calling my name,” Mr. Deutsch giggled vindictively, casually playing with my tit as his arm reached over my body and his sultry breath pooled on my tawny, hairless skin. “It must be cold in here for them to be like that.” “Oh yeah,” I trembled, nervous in front of my administrator. “May I have my clothes back please?” “And what do I get in return?” “Well, you fucked me three times during the football game and we just fucked again. Not to mention, you have it on tape,.