She was spent and had little strength left, so she laid on her desk and rested. She managed to slip her panties and skirt back in place. Mary slowly l...wered her ass, but afraid to put too much weight on it; still red hot from the bombardment of spanks. She worked furiously to remove the tape. Once she did, she pulled the socks out. And then she just laid there, for about another 10 minutes to regain herself. Mary felt just like the Union Jack that was tossed into the trash, manhandled with. "How -- uh -- scary she was -- is? -- could be?"No. Not scary, impressive," I fumbled. "I mean, she wasn't arrogant or anything. She was -- uh -- sweet, and generous, and fun. But by the time she was a senior all she had to do was walk into the room or climb into that lifeguard chair and you could feel it. When shi ... stuff happened, sometimes even before it did, somehow she'd be there and that was enough to put a stop to it."Mrs. Devers shook her head with a wry smile. "By the time she was a. An hour later, the bath was set up and I ordered Alice to be the first. She was cleaning my room when I called her. Slowly and shyly she undressed and I could see that with a little feeding up she would have a very attractive body, one that should bring in a decent revenue. When I felt her breasts she blushed and started writhing when I felt her cunt and played with her clit. "Don’t be shy Alice," I said, "You body is your greatest asset and may well get you away from here eventually. I shall. Over the next couple of years, Lynn and I would do just about everything from sneaking a feel while her parents werent watching to doing a 69 in my friends bed while I was over at his house waiting for him to get home from work. However, she and I never went all the way with intercourse. I racked it up to being nervous, but I later found out the truth – she was also too nervous to take the final step. It seemed that her brother, my best friend, had played a game called Get Your Rocks Off.