...................yeah, I guess you could call it babysitting, or something..........Tom, this one is kind of hard to talk about, because I was so fa... over the line, and he was too, of course, what in the world made him think that his boss' f******n-year-old daughter was available? Do you want to know why?" " I told him I was. I told him what I wanted to do with him. I told him I was sixteen, but he knew I wasn't. I had known Cecil since I was a little girl. I thought he was hot from the time. She had to cheer herself up.What to do? I know, she thought, Tom. Tom was the boy she had her eye on from class, she wasn't sure if he liked her or not, but she desperately wanted to feel him caress every inch of her body.She smiled as a warm rush of blood pulsed through her body and returned to work.Suddenly, she heard a knock on her door. Michelle got up, and went to the door, it was Tom. "Hi" Tom said."Erm, hi" Michelle replied."I was in the neighborhood and I thought I might see if you. "With that, Mr. Bell quickly pulled the young lady's panties all the way down and watched as she kicked them off and onto the floor. Once again, he admired the contrast between Jenny's amazing creamy white mounds and her well-tanned thighs and lower back. "You are a lovely young lady, Jenny. I am going to give you the spanking I understand that you need."With that, Mr. Bell raised his right hand and came down with a very solid smack to Jenny's right cheek, then the same to her left, and he. Sharma entering. The Indian woman had red-brown skin and raven-black hair that contrasted with her white doctor's coat. She had a mature and lovely face. The crimson bindi, the dot married Hindu women wore on their foreheads, excited me. A girl who followed her in gasped. She looked much like Dr. Sharma, the same features, but slimmer, petite. Wide-eyed.The girl looked eighteen or nineteen. She couldn't believe I was buried to the hilt in my daughter. The girl's jaw dropped. She glanced at her.