I didn’t lie, I told her I really liked looking at other cock and balls. She told me that if I needed another cock, that she would have to be presen.... I told her I agreed. I didn’t do anything about it for a long time and one day asked her if she remembered what she told me and was it still ok. She remembered and told me she was wondering why it was taking me so long. I had a guy in mind and invited him over for supper and fun. He agreed along with my wife. We had a nice dinner and went into. But it seems she upset my boss big time and she took it upon herself to destroy this woman’s reputation and pulled out all the stops to the point of telling people that this woman had bitched about them. Before long everyone hated her and I confess, at that time as I knew no better, was very wary of her myself until I spoke to her on many occasions after and she seemed pretty cool, wacky, but cool just the same. The next victim was a Russian colleague, but luckily for her she was reprieved for. Cassie was one of the last students to Mrs. Jackson’s art class and had to sit on one of the front stools. The classroom was a large studio with either desks or stools arranged in a semi-circle depending on the topic for the period. As Cassie walked in, she remembered today they were going to be sketching. The art teacher was a free spirit and one of the youngest and least strict teachers at Hillcrest Academy. She rarely spanked anyone in class and if discipline was needed, she usually. " Kerri announced, studying me carefully.I just sat there, totally stunned. Me? Like Mom?" It's not true, " I said, a little louder than I really intended.Some of the other kids were staring at us now, and my stomach was doing flip flops. I was trying not to make a scene, but anyone could feel the tension as I felt the sweat grow against my upper lip and hands were tightening around my spoon until they were turning purple. Couldn't Kerri see how upset this was making me? Why couldn't Kerri just.