Now all sheneeded... her doorbell rang... was him. She went to the door and openedit. She had no choice but to put a smile on her face at the sight ...fhim curtseying to her and greeting her in his sissy voice. "Goodmorning, Sissy," she replied as usual. She stepped back to let him inand waited until he had set his purse and diaper bag under the smalltable by the door. She took the plastic bag full of empty bottles fromhim as she started to look him over. Not too bad. Not too bad at all.He. And that's always been true. That's what kills me about how teachers, who when they were teens, were fucking like crazy or desperately trying to get laid if they were guys now act like you shouldn't be like they were. Hypocrites," I said. "Do like I say now, not like I did when I was your age." But Mrs. Wilson said we should wait until we were older, like married," Amber said."I'd love to get a truthful answer from her. I'd bet a million dollars she didn't wait until she got married," I said. I. As we drove away Daniel told me that he was going to take me to dinner, as there was something he wanted to talk to me about.He drove to an excellent restaurant, somewhere I had only been once or twice as it was rather expensive – but the food was so good. We were seated, Daniel ordered a bottle of exceptional wine which we sipped and talked for a bit. “So, were you a good girl today and play nice?” he asked me. I so wanted to say I hadn’t, to enjoy being over his knee again, but I had had a. " He suddenly turned them, making her squeal as his weight settled comfortably on her, his lips kissing along her neck and her collarbone. "I must return the favor," he muttered as he continued to feather his lips over her chest, grinning when her back arched to meet him.She moaned loudly when she felt the heat of his mouth close over a small, pale nipple. Once that was standing at attention, he moved further down, his hot tongue running over the hollow of her hip, following the line of where.