Everything was ok until Mr. Sunil handed out the notices that fateful Friday afternoon. A d!!! She was getting a d in government. This was not only ba..., it was a disaster!!! Her folks might tolerate one c on her report card–but a d would mean a one month grounding. No social life for a whole month! Savita decided that she would talk to Mr. Sunil after the days final period. If she pleaded with him maybe she could pull a c after all .As the last bell rang, students began fleeing the college like. Jill started it by announcing that she was hot and needed to take something off, but couldn't decide what!After a quick, whispered consultation with my mother she decided that it had to be the panties,"Trouble is though Tommy" she posed with a finger between her lips,"I just can't be bothered to do it myself, I'm far too drunk!" Or stoned" added mum,"Or horny" Jill giggled,"Or both" I laughed as I dropped to my knees in front of her.I flicked my tongue out first and tasted the slight dampness. "I ... I guess you were satisfied," she ventured."I had a tough night of sleep." Allen sounded gruffer."Oh ... I'm sorry."I wondered if Cheryl expected to be blamed."Where are the girls?" he asked."It's Saturday." They should be awake by now." They're teenagers. They need their sleep." I've told you before that I expect them to get up when we get up on the weekends," he said angrily."Allen..." Cheryl gently protested.He pointed his finger at her and she shut up. I followed as he traipsed to the. “How are you, sir?”Wow....the smile.“Fuck she is B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L” I found myself whispering to me.“I am good, you look good” I said.“Thank you sir”I fiddled around in the safe, pulled out my laptop and stood up just to catch the devastatingly erotic view of the maid as she went about her duties. She was a tall Xhosa woman. She clearly had some white blood in her remote ancestry, like a good number of her fellow Xhosas, including their royalty, do. Her complexion was not pampered but it was.