Her skirt had ridin up even higher now so that I could see some bare thigh above her stocking tops, she caught me looking again and said you really do...think i am attractive don't you...then she leaned in and kissed me….I kissed her back then she pulled back and said I am so sorry I got carried away I am your teacher and I am 55 and your only 16. I told her how much I liked her and how pretty she was, she said we cant its so wrong, then she saw the big bulge in my jeans again and smiled and said. We lived about twenty miles from the School and a lot of times my daughter would doze off on the way home. She worked so hard at cheerleading I'm sure it was quite difficult to stay awake after going to class for several hours followed by several more hours of intense exercise. When she said that she was tired and asked if she could lean on my shoulder, I didn't think much of it and just told her, "Sure".She was still wearing her cheerleader outfit. She was lightly holding my hand and when she. We had chosen the toilet stall at the far left. If you’ve ever been to Stattbad, you will remember it: because the room itself was shaped irregularly, it was much larger than usual, about as long and wide as a car. Making the best of it, or possibly just looking for free space, the club’s owner had at some point put an old couch along one of the walls, which my legs suddenly appreciated strongly.“Wow!” we all said, except Yael who had known what awaited her.I took a deep breath, smiled at. .. Wonder why they did it?" Got tired of you plinking at them, I suspect." She smiled her very wrinkled face."George all right?" He the short fellow? Yes, he hauled you here on his back. Remarkable, big as you are. Then he went off to report, said to tell you Micah was dead." I knew that, saw him die." The spurting blood replayed in my mind."Your wounds are not so bad. We sewed up you leg after we drew out a jagged piece of metal and put a few stitches in your forehead. There." she said.