On entering her Biology classroom, I looked up in time to catch the expressions passing over Miss. Hanson's face. It looked like a riot in progress as...feelings fought for domination. Shock warred with admiration, while longing fought its silent battle with lust. This glimpse into her personal war zone was almost instantly covered by a professional mask as she greeted us.Turning to Megan, I said, "Go ahead and grab your seat Meg, I need to speak with Miss. Hanson a minute."As Meg walked toward. I psyched myself up to project the impression that everything was just fine. I even persuaded myself to believe it until I received proof to the contrary.Beautification was accompanied by a brunch buffet. I rejected Sabrina's suggestion that we hire strippers.Either no one had heard about the blowup Friday night or everyone was able to successfully pretend they knew nothing because the atmosphere was festive and anticipatory. I began to believe it myself, which made it easy for me to play my. 'Are you sure you were doing nothing?'I am bright red, as if ripening - it isn't the sun, it's shame and arousal. My precome now sticking my cock to my boxers. 'Yeah, just relaxing.''What's that then?'He gestures to my throbbing cock, as I fumble to contain it beneath my hands, knowing all too well it is completely in vain. 'I-I'He moves over to me, slowly, deliberately - like an executioner - any second I may die. His brown eyes pierce me, I can feel the penetration, it is physical and cruel.. They beat their swords upon their shields and raised their arms into their air in salute before they heeded the commands of their officers and marched smartly from the Eastern gate, down the coastal road to The Cliffs, Torbert at the head of an army that held 413 men and women.The soldiers of the Combined Forces, as Torbert had anointed the group, arrived at The Cliffs several days in advance of the rebels. The Rangers were doing a strong job of keeping the insurgents off guard. Several nights.