Heather laughed."What's so funny?" Jennifer asked walking up to us."Our teacher is what's so funny. She's still trying to keep her modesty. What a sha.... We know she's really a slut."The words hurt more than a punch in the belly, but I held my tongue. Why give them more fuel to humiliate me. I followed them into McDonald's, grateful for the hour. It was between lunch and dinner so I hoped there wouldn't be many people inside.As soon as I entered, I felt the chill from the air conditioner. I. The other door from the dining room led to a small bedroom with a bathroom and a closet off it. This room was obviously used, so it must be one of the rooms occupied by the bodyguards. The only other door led to the hallway, so I was covered for those two rooms.My next door was the one opposite the room that I just left. This was also a bedroom with four twin beds in it. Three of the beds were occupied by men watching a sitcom on a TV hanging on the wall. I did not hesitate. One of the men. The trip home seems so endless, we can’t wait to be out of the car and in our bed, naked body rubbing against naked body. Finally we arrive to our destination and quickly get out of the car. But you are quicker and as I am about to step out you take my hand in yours and push me to my feet and against the car, your mouth claiming mine, stealing my breath in a long hot passionate kiss. It is your turn to tease me, your strong hands pushing my buttons, and you know me so well. Your fingers make me. I trembled as her soft smooth lips touched mine and as her tongue darted out to touch mine. Her hand on the crotch of my shorts began to rub harder pushing my messy panties up against my hairy mound. I sat with my legs spread giving myself to Ms. Jean. Her finger quickly hooked in through the leg hole of my shorts and I felt them brush the wet cotton crotch of my panties. Feeling her fondle me as we kissed made me melt into her will. My hand went to Ms. Jean’s blouse and for the first time I.