She was also wearing a short blue skirt.To make things worse, her skirt barely covered her butt showing off her long beautiful white legs. On top of t...at, she also used some body cream which was making her skin shine.My mouth was literally drooling over my teacher’s perfect body.From my expressions, she knew that I was trapped in her beauty. She gave an erotic smile and started walking towards me, moving her hips seductively which was making my junior go out of control. She was biting her lips. Key to the city.Four TV commercials.A medal of fuckin freedom—from the King of Zambunda. And a partridge in a fuckin pear tree. “Wait—what “??? Mom was refilling our tea. “Medal ?? King ??Dustin was talking loud enough now that a few others in the diner turned their heads. “What's he talking about honey”?“Ya Matt— medal”? Asked Caleb, now suddenly interested. “Ahhh jeez Matthew--”I'm sorry—it just slipped—I swear”.I took a sip of my tea, mom is still standing there. The diner has gotten quite. The place did need a bit of a sprucing up.Gazza and Bette liked the hard-working couple, so they were happy to make their lives a bit easier. The wife happily went to make a heap of sandwiches and packaged some fruit salad for them, before she filled their tea flasks and water bottles for the journey since they were not staying long. The couple also flatly refused payment for the food and told them they were welcome any time.The family drove several klicks up the road until Gazza found a dry. Susan is left alone now, in darkness and silence, her only companion being the humbling thought that her only chances of surviving this would soon lie in the hands of her husband. Her husband who will be the first to notice she was gone, her husband whose responsibility it will be to call the police immediately so they can start looking for her, her husband who might have to pay a ransom for her. Her husband, who she had shunned, emasculated and humiliated in front of her friends, her husband.