‘But that’s not so bad! It’s not really so very naughty, and he said it was okay!’ ‘Then you wouldn’t mind explaining that to your headmis...ress?’ I said. Her eyes became twice as big. The headmistress, I knew, was a Mrs. Hedge, an unsmiling, matronly woman that polite society would call ‘handsome’ or ‘sturdy.’ ‘Oh, no, please, sir!’ She was quite agitated. ‘No, don’t make me tell! Please, it’s private!’ She grabbed my arm and pressed her other hand to my leg, leaning toward me, displaying her. My hips undulated to the rhythm of my fingers as they danced on my moist petals and I teased beads of nectar from my quivering vagina. Instinctively my other hand caressed my silky breasts, pinching my ever-stiffening nipples as they rubbed against the satin sheets.First one, then another of my long fingers found their way into my steaming cave and probed deeply causing me to arch my back and cry out. As I alternated plunging my fingers into my warm wetness and attacking my engorged clit. I. I will have to reconsider my opinion of your capabilities and how well you run this department. I will have a locksmith come in this afternoon and change the locks. You and I will be the only one with keys for right now. After you get off duty this afternoon, come to my office and we will have a long talk about the personnel in the department." I will look forward to it sheriff. I hope this department gets straightened out and run like it's supposed to. There are some damn good people here that. I am Arun, friend of Vijay, we studied in the same college and lived in the same chawl. It was the time a couple of weeks before Ganesh festival. Every year in our chawl we bring Ganesh idol and celebrate the festival for around 10 days. To celebrate the festival we collect funds from all the residents of the chawl. That year I was entrusted with the job of collecting funds. I was the newest member in the group of organizing festival so they made me run here and there.That morning I was going.