As trained, she raises my testicles with her hand and purses her lips, as if for a kiss. As her lips make contact to the underside of my testicles, sh... slurps in, drinking in the loose water, before continuing to pat me dry. A few minutes later I'm dry, and I leave her to clean up without a word.Outside the novice room, only a dozen feet from my room, stands Whore 2 and the Post waiting outside, flanking the door."Daddy," starts Whore 2, "Everything is in order. What would you like of us?"I've. " Bobbie giggled. Then Larrysaid, "Her name was Jennifer Morgan. She was not a witch. She was amidwife. She only gave out healing type potions in an era where medicalcare was almost none. In fact, in that time, a woman had to know how tomake medicine out of the plants, roots, and herbs to be a good wife. Thetown just had a bad summer. Jennifer was just a scapegoat."Bobbie had picked up on my train of thought. She asked, "Why didn'tJennifer deny the charge of being a witch?"Larry said, "Catch. Blindfolded.I walked to the other end of the table and tied her hands together at the wrists. I went to the dresser again and pick up a dog collar. I put the dog collar around her neck and closed it. Then I took her hands in front of the body and fastened them to the collar. I walked a few steps back and looked at her. Now she looked like an amputee in prayer with her hands folded on her chest. Helpless.I went down on one knee in front of her pussy. I could see that she was wet.I opened my. " Sarah," I offered."Sorry I missed you the other day, I couldn't make the staff meeting," Jill answered.It was the first day of classes at Hillary Clinton High in Daytona Beach, Florida and I, and many of my new colleagues, were sitting in the staff common room having a coffee after second period."Sit, please," I invited."Thanks," and then after settling down next to me asked, "Is this your first year teaching?" No, Bruno and I, Bruno's my husband... we lived in Syracuse... that's where I went.