“Real things.”“The order does deal with real things.”“Those weren’t ... just...” Ugh, talking with her sire was like talking to a stone....But then, she imagined she wasn’t very easy to talk to either. Couldn’t they have had this conversation with e-mails, or texting? Did Daniel even know what those were? Time for a topic change. “So...” Her feet drifted around a little. Nervous shuffling. “Why ... um ... why did you come?”“I came to warn you.”“Warn me?”“About that man, Damien.”“The Bishop? He. They thought that their solution might work for all the schools in the cotton area, or – at least –all those in the state. Marjorie had sent their suggestion to AMA state headquarters. She had long ago given up on getting a reply.A reply did come, though. She was summoned to a meeting to discuss the annual calendar for every AMA school in the state. She could bring another teacher with her. Since it was before – if shortly before – picking season, she didn’t see how the school could spare two. I tweaked each nipple to be sure they were erect, then pulled on the drawstring of her trousers. I stretched out each side of the waistband and they dropped down to her knees. The high rims of the white panties showed most of her little ass, and her red curlies peeked out from under the narrow crotch band. I admired the sight for a minute, then pulled the panties down her thighs and parted her legs as far as the stretch allowed.She dropped down to her elbows as my two fingers wandered around. I was kinda surprised by her move, but went to return the hug. Then I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra!She backed away and said "Jeff, thank you so much for last night. I really haven't enjoyed sex with boys very much, but you don't just fuck me, you made love to me and it felt sooo nice" Well, you are quite welcome. I have to confess that I enjoyed it too. Maybe too much in fact, as you are less than half my age, and I could get into trouble from what we did last night. Though I have.