” “So get in the shower.” She led me over, got in, and put me in front of her. She dunked my head under the spray and started washing my hair. I...had never had anybody do this, and I never realized how neat it was. The soapy washcloth ran over my chest. She stopped at my nipple and played with it. As she did she moved her nipples against my back. Damn this was hot. As the washcloth reached my rock hard cock she wrapped it around it. She slid it slowly up and down, and my hips began to rock. The. Don’t we, Miss Simpson?” “Yes sir.” I sighed at the thought of my impending chastisement. “Stay where you are Miss Simpson.” Mr Skinner said sternly as I began fidgeting because my back was aching as the Headmaster changed the thin cane for a thicker one. I soon realised that my grey pleated skirt, which earlier in the day had been hiked about 4 or 5 inches above my knees, probably wasn’t covering my modesty anymore and he was now getting a good view of my pink flowery, non-regulation,. "Here goes nothing." Preliator muttered.He followed Auctorita's example precisely, first transforming, and then sinking into the floor. The moment he came in contact with the ship, it was as if his telepathic senses were on fire. He somehow had instant access to almost every point of the ship. Appearing somewhere would be just as easy as thinking of it... and he did. He was on the bridge, sitting in the glowing command seat before he could have blinked."Captain on the bridge!" Auctorita. But you, Charlie too, did used to like me showing my tits. Did you like me doing it yesterday?” “Sorry, I thought my phone was vibrating.” Bob put the phone back in his pocket. “You mean you couldn't tell?” he said in answer to Sandy's question. “Oh...” Sandy turned to her right, putting her feet up on the couch. “You mean your uh... thing... poking me in the butt every time you grabbed me from behind?” “Yeah, but I couldn't help it,” Bob said as he looked at the expanse of bare skin. Sandy.