"I am guessing that you are James Anderson?" she asked, her hands on her ample hips. Principal Meridith Winters was in her fifty's, about fifty pounds...overweight and dressed head to toe in black. The only color on her were the strands of gray in her hair and some rather pretty emerald earrings. Her face, at the moment, was stern, but he had seen her in the halls before and when she smiled it turned her from the stern disciplinarian standing in front of him into a cheery grandmother just looking. I moaned and pushed back against her hand. She slipped her finger into the fly and pulled it down. Within seconds she had my cock free from my jeans and was working it back and forth in her hand. Her firm grip felt so good and I knew I was going to cum shortly. I finished my work and slipped back out. As I stood up as slipped to her knees and toke the head of my cock into her tight warm mouth. With a gentle suck she worked my cock back and forth. Before long she had my entire rod in her mouth. " Oh. OK. I'll be right down. Thanks." He got up, went down the hall and took the elevator to the ground floor. Retrieving several pages, he went back to his office. The cover sheet was all that was important:Gordy,There's some sort of hysteria about "bugs" in Shark Bay. The nitwits went straight to the minister because it's a UNESCO-listed site [578]. So he's demanded an investigation.Please fly up to Carnarvon, rent a car, and try to straighten everything out. It shouldn't take long. Do it. Even at thatage, we were heartbreakers and at lunch we had an endless supply of RingDings, Devil Dogs, raspberry filled, pink and white marshmallow frosted,coconut covered Hostess Snoballs, my personal favorite, and Scooter Piesfrom our shy little boy admirers.Everything went well until the sixth grade, when the girls were shown amovie about menstruation in health class and the changes that would behappening to our bodies when we reached puberty. According to thenarrator, we could look forward.