My mother approached me from behind and removed my robe. My father knelt at my feet and removed my shoes. I closed my eyes and allowed the overseer to...guide me into the chamber. Even though I had reviewed all the specifications of the chamber, I was surprised at how cramped it actually was inside. There was not even room to move my arms. The overseer strapped my arms and legs to the chamber walls and fastened a restraint around my forehead. She then stepped back out of the chamber and closed. "Smell that. Have you ever smelt yourself before?" I asked, as my finger glistened in the sun wit her sweet teen juice."No. . .I've never thought of doing that." as she answered back."Well the aroma of a young girl's juice is very addictive to boys, especially to older men and even women too. And, just so you know, I'm one of them, and you already know that Ghost loves it as well. Now go ahead and suck my finger - - taste yourself." As I pushed my finger up to her mouth.She did as I said, and. It was a risky legal position, but they stuck to it and she found a personal motive not to report them to the authorities.Some of the faculty and parents still shunned the blonde, but Jack found her a friendly and flirtatious colleague. Once he knew that his wife refused to be as faithful as she expected him to be, Mr. Delacroix even took Ms. Andersen up on her offer of bathroom quickies (a proposition she had strangely not made to any other male teacher at the school). No one complained. ’ Jim looked puzzled and asked, ‘Ok, who the hell is Sherry?’ Stew explained everything and at the end added, ‘A guy could fall madly in love with her. I just might.’ Jim, a guy who had been married for fourteen years simply groaned and cleared the call. The next night was Stew’s night off. He sat in his apartment, watched TV, had a few beers, called a few friends and did nothing but think of Sherry. He eventually began to fantasize about her which led to one of the most intense jack off.