Unfortunately, even though bra-less and with half the buttons undone, all that was exposed was her flat chest with a bare hint of rose colored nipples...resting upon lemon size breasts. Trapped by her radiating disappointment, Jimmy instantly felt he was back in high school. He was flooded with conflicting memories of being in the principals office with the forty-something Mrs. Williams. She, like Joan, had no figure to speak of. Both had thin tight red lips and jet black hair held back in a. "Ok, let me know when you're onthe way home," he asked. "Will do, c u later," I replied ending theconversation I put my phone down and turned my attention back to Fionawho had finished as well. "Dad's going to pick us up in his minivanafter school," she confirmed. "Who were you talking to?" My dad," I responded Fiona nodded. "Checking up on you?" she asked."Yeah, I told him we would be going out after school." The bell rangindicating end of lunch and we said goodbye and went our separate. No one to see me here and Belle would hardly come this far into the forest. I then got to thinking of women in general and of Belle in particular and of those big tits. I must, I thought at the time, be getting desperate.None the less, I soon began to engorge and my stiff member, slapping against my sweating thighs, began to distract me. I stopped work, lay on my sleeping bag amid the gravel and pumped out a load of semen as I thought of what the woman might look like naked. Then, somewhat. " That sounds fine." I answered.He took a few steps towards me. "That should be 'Yes Sir' Don't you agree?"Red flags went up again but I was so nervous and intimidated I just blurted it out. "Yes, Sir."He stepped back and smiled. "Now doesn't that feel better?"I felt much more comfortable with him smiling so I just repeated myself without thinking. "Yes, Sir." 7 O'clock. Right?" Yes." I replied.He stepped towards me again with that glare in his eyes.I quickly corrected myself. "Yes, Sir.".