.One morning I was stacking a load of flour in the back room when I felt Bobbies eyes on my ass again I giggled to myself and made sure I bent over re...l far this time spreading my legs a little too pretending to be struggling with the heavy bag of flour it was then I felt his hands on my ass he pushed me over the bags of flour I had just stacked "No more teasing Tommy it's time you learned about cock and what happens when you tease it!" I started to protest but then kept my mouth shut I wanted. Let's get voting and play.... MAKE ME A SISSYSTAR!"The light shining in my eyes flashed and then dimmed slightly. I staredin horror.In front of me was a large camera with a long lens. It was mounted onsome sort of articulated robotic arm, a red light winking brightly on itsside.Behind the camera was a huge mirror. In it was reflected a large, whiteroom not unlike an operating theatre, filled with small carts andtrollies and benches, all neatly covered with green cloths.In the middle of the. She wore a beige blouse, tucked into a loose skirt of the same color which reached down to about knee height. Aside from that she was wearing flesh colored nylon stockings and brown, suede pumps.Within a second, John estimated that she was probably a secretary, or an accountant or something along those lines. In any case she was most likely a somewhat mousy, maybe shy lady who would probably let go of her inhibitions when liquored up to the brim, but then again she may have been someone who. After all, Ray would be gone, but Mary would still have to contend with crap like this.Her answer was to reveal to me that there was a new teacher, not new to the profession, but new to this school system, and he had already asked Mary out on several occasions, fruitlessly.Men can often tell when a turn down is not because of another guy, but because of awkwardness, and that in of itself connoted a possible spinsterism or ofcourse, lesbianism.She was kind enough to share this with me and even.