”“Pippa, don’t worry, haven’t been waiting long, so you want to tutor on maths, right?”“Yeah, my scores need to rise significantly if I’... to graduate.”“Okay, we can work on that, but we need a place to study, so as not to be distracted, by the other students.”“I have a dorm on campus, and I don’t have a room mate right now, so maybe we can study there?”“Well then, that’s settled, Thursday seven o'clock, one hour study sessions. I’ll text you if I need to cancel.”We shook hands and he went to. There isn't one.I hear Mistress Josephine's high heels clicking away from me and outthe door, Trish hot on her heels. The door closes and locks.I hung there for several minutes, when my ears start to play tricks onme. Is someone still here? I moan an inquisitive noise from my gaggedmouth. There is no response. There it is again! A swish of material, anoccasional click, noises! Is it the air conditioning? The buildingsettling? The crack of a riding crop on the back of my thighs, rightabove the. ” Her warming smile worked to defuse Raelynn’s defenses. “I know this is awkward. Technically, I paid for you to be here,” she took her hands and looked deep into her eyes. “That doesn’t mean we have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.”Raelynn stared for a moment before continuing. “Ma middle name’s Rose,” her drawl now more pronounced. “So, I thought maybe a tattoo of the flower, right... here.” She raised her right arm and sensually lifted her shirt to expose her tender rib. As we kept talking and I got a little bolder and slid my hand up on to her thigh. She was bare legged and the feel of her soft skin sent an erotic thrill through me. Feeling bolder, Scotch does that to me, I began to lightly run my fingers up and down the top of her thigh. She was wearing her usual short skirt and while sitting, it had ridden up quite high on her thighs so that I had free access to almost all of her leg. As I continued stroking her thigh, I felt her shift her leg toward me just.