Solon, I really have to hurry because I’m right in the middle of a class!?!’ Ben Solon eyed the pretty thirty five year old social studies teacher...and evenly, ‘Come over here and lift you skirt, I’m afraid you’ve been a bad girl again!!!’An electric shiver ran down Krista Larson’s spine as she exposed her panty clad vagina and bottom to the stern administrator and he continued, ‘Haven’t I spoken to you before about being on time in the morning, today you were at least three minutes late!?!’. I invited him to my pent house office where I carry out some computer work for time pass when ever he is free. I did not have any intentions when I invited him to my place just I wanted to be friendly with him. We exchanged our cell numbers also. One day in the after noon he gave me a call and asked me if he can drop in for some time as he is free .I told him he is welcome any time. Within 25 mts I got a knock on my office door.When I open the door he was there. I do not know why I felt exited. Mr. Jones and two other teachers were headed our way. Roger turned and saw them, turned back, hawked and started to spit at me.He was too slow. Roger's always been slow, I guess. Mr. Jones had grabbed his shoulder, and spun him part way around. The spittle hit one of the other teachers in the face. Coach Jimenez, one of the football coaches.The two teachers each took an arm, and the three headed in the direction of the office; they didn't speak a word to us.Steve started talking, speaking in an. “I’ll be out in a sec. Could you get my bags?”I pulled up short, not expecting the request. “Um, sure, but I thought we were coming back here after dinner.”“If I’m going to go somewhere with better water absorbing towels, that means we’re checking out,” she said.“Okay,” I said and turned to address her suitcases. For the most part they were both relatively ready to go. I looked around the room to make sure we didn’t forget anything and I spotted the dress and shoes she had stripped out of when.