I choose to lay here and watch you sleep. Taking in the sight of you.As the suns rays start to brighten the cocoon of our tent, you stir and reach out...to hold me. I snuggle in to spoon and bask in the safety and comfort of your embrace. A sense of rightness fills me. You nuzzle the back of my neck and kiss behind my ear. Your arms wrapped around me, hands resting on the mounds of my breasts. I reach back to touch your thigh and hold you closer to me.Ever so slowly, your wakefulness becomes. Their teacher, a striking woman with reddish blonde hair, stood on the steps of the tiny building, guarding her charges. She wore a trim blue dress festooned with pink flowers, the white collar buttoned to her chin. When she walked forward to comfort a child who had fallen, he saw the tips of polished black boots peek out from under the hem of her skirts.He ignored her wistful smile as she set the child back to his games and tugged her shawl around her shoulders against the early October. "I am sending Gillian home from school." Why?" Because she has come to school in high heels, fishnet stockings and aleather miniskirt."I explained that I was as shocked as the headmistress and had always toldGillian how I expected her to dress when she went to school and just whatthat entailed.The headmistress expressed surprise and told me ,"Ah, I see. Girls ofthis school year are allowed to wear miniskirts, just not leatherminiskirts. Gillian, of course, knows this and normally wears a. Your nipples are throbbing and your jaw aches from biting down on the rope. You know however that if you don't continue to hold that your poor nipples will pay the price. The pain of the needle and thread through your outer labia isn't as bad as you would imagine with that large needle passing through the much fleshier part of your genitals but you realize it's probably just because you are becoming numb to everything. I take my time making sure to savor every moment and push your knees apart.