In my mind, I relish how I had you bent over that table. I browse through lots, lots more.As I browse our pictures I rub your panties slowly over my h...rd penis, across my scrotum, back and forwards between my legs, remembering the feel of your fingers, your lips, your tongue, your pubic hair against me. I brush your panties over my face and smell your juices and your perfume. It’s the perfume you wore the last time we made love, a scent that clung to my body as I pressed against yours. Memories. ” I heard myself saying. I had never been so bold or brave or open. I didn’t recognize this new being who had unleashed itself from within side me I wanted her to stay though. She blushed at my words and reached down to the hem of my shirt and pulled it up. I raised my arms to help her. Then did the same. We we’re both in our skirts and bra and it felt so damn intimate. I ran my hands from her neck down to the top of her skirt then back up to cup her breasts. I squeezed them just how I liked. Once everyone was seated Alyssa began the class and soon had everyone working on their problem areas. Two hours into the class the janitor stuck his head in and told Ms. Woods he was done and was leaving and to lock up when she left. She agreed and he left leaving Alyssa and her students alone in the building. Now alone the girls enacted their plan. The head cheerleader called Alyssa over and as Alyssa bent over the desk to look at the problem on the paper she was grabbed and a gag forced into. The bothersome part was that everything was so clear in her head as she typed up the report yesterday. It was just like what happened the day before in math.Questions raced in her mind. How could she know something and then not know it? Why did she suddenly know something? How did she prevent suddenly knowing something? It was so much easier not knowing.There was a gentle knock on her door."Ashley?"She looked over from where she lay on her bed. It was Mike."Not now," she said. She wasn't in the.