I felt Mare’s hips begin to move against me and I took a chance and lowered my hands to her hips and moved them a little bit harder against me. She ...idn’t pull away or say anything but I could her small whimpers coming from her mouth. I let her do that a little longer than lowered my hands to the bottom of her skirt and slowly began to raise it. Mare felt his hands on her hips and then felt her hips move a little faster and harder against him. She didn’t know if she had started it or if Jerry. For a reply she was once again slapped across the face. Her nippleswere pinched and twisted. Her cunt and asshole were repeatedly fingerfucked. ? I think the bitch needs a spanking! ? He announced. His cohorts agreed. Peggy was soon yelping and twisting as the hard implement fell repeatedlyon her ever reddening backside. ? What ' s the code name bitch! ? She shook her head violently. Her spanking continued as her tears drippedon the floor. But she didn ' t say what they wanted to hear. The. .at least by anyone he knew, let alone nosyneighbors. He had each site open in their own window on his browser, sohe didn't have to close one to open the other. He had 2 particularstories he liked, an old story from EMCSA and an old series fromFictonMania, both from the early millennium, and he not only saved themto his hard drive, but made a point to read those stories every time hewent online.And EVERY time he read those stories, "Emulator" and the "James Bond:Lingerie is Forever" series (and. He looks tired. Old. What was I thinking? He isn'tlooking at me. He can't look at me."I was hoping," he says, looking down at his desk. "You would haveresigned. But, you leave me no choice."Well, here it is. The moment you've all been waiting for."Your firing me?" I think, given the circumstances..." he's still not looking at me.Can't look at me.I think about the circumstances. I think about how far I've come thissummer, from drafting a lesson plan to taking five classes a day. Fromdropping out.