One day I stayed after school to work on lesson plans and grade papers when my classroom phone rang. The school secretary informed me that Jada’s fa...her wanted to speak with me about her grades. (Thinking, yeah he does dress like a Bi-sexual Metrosexual male. Tight jeans with pointy dress shoes) I was confused because his wife told me he never dealt with their c***dren school work but I told her to send him up to the classroom. Once Mr. Walker walked and sat down I told him I was a little. ” Then he let go and walked away, leaving me wobbly on my heels. I immediately looked around knowing that everyone at the party had witnessed our exchange, but no one looked scandalized or accusingly at me. Actually, no one was looking at me at all. I had a moment of indecision, but I knew that I would listen to him. I couldn’t help myself. My head was held high and I walked slowly so my steps didn’t falter. I almost chickened out when I passed Meredith and she smiled and waved at me. There. ” I slid my hand up between Alison’s legs, parting her thighs and felt inside her wet slit and I felt her push down on my fingers and groan. I reached down to the table for the cane. Swish, swish, swish, each stroke left a pink line across her rounded cheeks. Swish, at the 4 th stroke Alison stood with a cry rubbing her bum. “One extra stroke for that, Alison.” Swish, swish, and one final stinger dead centre made her cry out again but she stayed down. I stepped up behind those inviting. I move one foot in front of the other as my hands scramble to remove my shirt. Upon reaching the door I’m hit with something against my chest. Instinctively grabbing a hold of it and holding it out to try and see what it is. In front of my hands is her jeans. Darting my eyes up I witness a gorgeous sight before me. It was Sara, it was the fluid dancer, it was the flirt. Now she’s on the bed. Sitting on her knees and lightly playing with her hair with one hand and another holding up her.