However I was really quite unassuming. In fact I never assumed as this would only lead to assumptions. The school I attended was very prestigious and ...ery high standards of behavior were expected from all the girls. Any girl who did not meet these expectations was seen to rather swiftly,keeping in mind that at this time corporal punishment was the norm and most of the female teachers were not backward in coming forward when it came to administering same. However apart from the usual slapped. Before too long the door opened and Rachel asked, in that soft, almost husky voice, if she could join me. Like before, she sat opposite, but this time she was wearing a very short flared skirt and soft silky blouse which barely covered the swell of her beautiful breasts. She crossed her leg and the skirt fell away to reveal the tops of her stockings and the palest pink suspenders. I could feel the saliva in my mouth as I drooled over the sight in front of me. This was exquisite torture. My mind. " Nooo! Would you like to French kiss me, too, Calvin?" I'd love to," Calvin replied as he took hold of Kay's ass cheeks andpulled her to him so that his little cock could tickle her love nestwhile he tickled her tonsils with his talented tongue. "I have to behome by twelve o'clock so I'll see you tomorrow at two. I've had awonderful time here tonight."Heather waited patiently while they chatted with Calvin but she quicklysquatted back onto Kay's face and called out "Next!" Christie was nextin. . And to a middle-aged woman, perched on the edge of an old sofa. She’s wearing a summer dress that hangs close enough to her body to show she’s not exactly slim, and sheer enough for us to suspect she’s not wearing anything underneath.Twisted and curly dark hair pulled back behind her head into a plaited pony-tail. Horn-rimmed spectacles perched on a crooked nose. A square face, thin neck, pale skin.She introduces herself in an excited, slightly whiny tone – the end of each sentence trailing.