There were people inside the Principal’s office. The principal was standing on the side of his desk. On the other side, there were three muscular me... dressed in black.Then there was a fit old guy with grey hair and a matching mustache. He was wearing a suit. It was he who uttered those words to a college student. “Aren’t you my sweet little girl?” he said to her followed by a forced kiss on her lips. She was a fair-skinned, black-haired girl and was sitting on his lap.At that moment her skirt. She'd been an extremely rebellious child who'd driven the poor old Judge almost to distraction on many occasions.Eventually She (Mackenzie) came to the conclusion that Codi's little tryst with the Wanker actor had nothing to do with me at all; it had more to do with the Judge being happy with her choice of me to marry, or rather his enthusiasm for the marriage.Let me try to explain it as Mackenzie tried to explain it to me. Apparently it all went back to when Codi's mother had passed away and. I noticed the long skirt and heeled boots, but frankly I was totally entranced by the cleavage. What I wouldn’t give to see those tits properly. My gaze was only broken when she moved to the side of me and ordered herself a couple of drinks. I watched as she tipped her head back to down the shot and my mind flicked to scenes of me kissing her neck, nibbling and marking her. And when I saw the drop of her drink that stayed at the corner of her mouth and then the tip of her tongue flick out to. .." then he was gone. I took the opportunity whilst alone, to scrape the soggy tissue from my pussy and knickers and dump it in the waste bin. Then I grabbed a couple of sheets of kitchen towel and dried the worst from my dripping fanny.I abandoned my tea and walked along the corridor, I could hear the faint sound of running water, and I took this to be the bathroom, but the door behind me was open and that was obviously the bathroom. Brigid must have had an en suite in her bedroom. I moved.