“What the fuck,” I thought. “The watchman is going to teach through me?” I wondered. The watchman came to the stage and stood near me. He is a...out 50 with an average body. He taught yoga to the students through me as a model.But the truth is he is molesting me in front of everyone by touching my body parts that too with the principal’s permission. I know it’s part of the plan of them in making me a school slut. He held my armpits for raising me. During one part he held my waist to raise my. She stands quietly at the bottom of the stairs, listening. The argument was escalating it wouldn't be long before her name came up. It always did and then it would be 'her fault'. Everything was always her fault. Quietly and quickly, she puts on her hat, scarf and coat. She slips into her shoes and out of the front door. Closing it so gently behind her that it makes the softest of clicks, still she freezes and listens for the sound of feet on the stairs, signalling that she's been heard.. Only rich men came here to gamble, others would die at the amounts won and lost. It was a private game, only known to the inner circle and totally protected by the Chief of Police... it was a cinch and it made Jim Saunders a fat package of money whenever a game happened.Janey was already in the room giving the boys a little floor show, that was also part of the deal and Jim liked to give his customers satisfaction. The seductive chestnut haired girl was writhing and undulating now to the music. Then she whispered in my ear, “You want to feel the real thing?” Without even thinking, I said “Yes.” So with that I closed my eyes, leaned against the back of the couch and waited. James got up and I could feel the head of his cock rub up and down my ass. I reached back and pulled my ass open as far as I could. I wanted him to fuck me. I needed him to fuck me. I wanted to feel it for the first time, and for what might be the last time. But I was going to try this once. As great as it felt to.