She was so sweet and innocent, but somehow so sexy and horny at the same time.“You know this is quite wrong?” I said. “You are my student and ...'m you're teacher and I'm much older than you.” Which was true, but somehow didn't seem to matter. “What if someone finds out?”“Don't worry, Miss, no one's going to find out from me. And I just love the way you make me feel – so hot and tingly all over.”“Have you ever had a serious boyfriend or girlfriend, Amanda? Do you know what it's like to make. They still had talked and made love but with the hours she had been keeping he was missing her. He owned a computer store and so was able to set his own schedule and he had made use of that to be able to spend many lunches with her. As Mike got of his car he reached to the passenger side of the car for the spring bouquet of flowers he knew she would love. He smiled as he remembered his Dad’s advice the day four years ago just before he walked up the isle, ‘Give her a little present now and then. I know he will not be able to see our watcher while he is smothered with my pussy. My clit is getting all the attention. I pull my dress off exposing my tits for the first time, that should keep Mr. Voyeur happy for a while. Rubbing and squeezing them then licking each nipple, I wish I could see what state his cock is in. I can imagine it straining to get out of his pants if it is not already. If only I could just see it. My mind is spinning – how can I get to see it. Suddenly Peter tells me to. She was surprised to see there were a few unread messages. To: Mia Daly From: Norah N Moran Subject: I’m so sorry. Date: 02/01/2011 23:44 Hi Mia.... I’m guessing that you are probably surprised to be hearing from me over the holidays. I know we didn’t leave things well before we left Boston. It has taken me so long to pluck up the courage to even write to you. First of all – I am so sorry. The way I acted towards you in those last few weeks was appalling; I was such a bitch and I didn’t.