You mean you've fooled around with the kids, too." "Hell, I don't know of a teacher in this school that hasn't fucked a well-hung young stud or a swee... young thing. Goes with the job. See a nice ass and presto! You're in trouble if anyone finds out." Liz looked at the other teacher in disbelief She thought this sort of thing was an isolated case, that she was almost unique. Now Beth was telling her almost all of the teachers fucked around with their students. And she'd been kicked out of Eight. We have plenty of time before you have to get ready for school." She let a flash of cheeky grin escape.Despite being a bit presumptuous she was not wrong, I realised. On the other hand if I just went along with her every time she thought I looked a bit randy, I would be doing nothing else this weekend. Neither was I going to let this little collar get any ideas above her station. "No, I can't do that. What I need is a cold shower instead. Perhaps you should have one as well?"Her look of horror. As he slid a finger into her love hole her hand went to his fly, worked his zipper down and reached inside for his cock. It was the first cock she'd touched other than Gary's since she had said, "I do." It throbbed in her hand and she had felt so wicked to be sitting in a booth in a bar that was full of people and playing with the cock of a man who was not her husband.She had worked Don's cock out and was stroking it when the waitress came to the table. She bent down and whispered:"Stan has. That was nice of him, but I had long ago learned that it was best to keep busy and not allow myself to dwell on things. Besides, this was the first weekend of the month; if the rapists stayed on their normal routine there was a high probability this weekend was it. I wanted to be there if something happened, not home feeling sorry for myself.Jenny called to invite me to supper/breakfast at the hut, she was going to work late and the girl's last test for the day was at 6:15, so we could eat.