Her apartment had a living room with a couch, a somewhat unused kitchen and a bedroom with a large ornate bed. She offered me a glass of inexpensive ...ose wine. We sat drank and chatted for a while. She put on some music and held out her hand to me to dance. We danced to slow sweaty songs and murmured into each other's ears. I pulled her to the couch and we started making out. We exchanged passionate kisses and clung to each other. When I went to caress her breasts, she pulled my hand. ’ The pretty brunette searched her computer. A worried expression appeared on her face as she stared at the screen. She looked up at Carol, and attempted to put on a brave face. ‘When did you make your reservation?’ Carol began to feel uneasy. ‘Late last month, why, what’s wrong?’ ‘Do you have a confirmation number?’ Carol thought for a moment. ‘No, the woman who made the reservation didn’t give me one. Is there a problem?’ The young woman’s expression of concern became more pronounced. ‘I’d. "I did her bidding, very very excited. My nose pressed against her slippery clit and she loved that as I moved it side to side, my tongue as deep inside her as it could be with my mouth mostly closed. I opened my mouth and clamped over her slithole and now my tongue was able to mover very deep inside her. My chin pressed inside her cunt too and she loved the chin at the bottom and my nose at her clit while my tongue was lapping her juicy interior. Mother was riding my face now and by the. . this committee might not be above spreading unfounded but damaging rumors." Mr. Blatherton," Joan said primly, "I hadn't expected the assignment to be easy when I accepted it. I will ignore any crude talk that may be directed my way... as I'm sure you will as well."Within her heart a small spark of hope rapidly flared and she thought, even if Wayne does talk, Mr. Blatherton will think it's all part of an attempt to discredit me!"That's the spirit of a true educator," the principal beamed.