We r used to travel in such crowded train. Most of the journey i slept and i got up in morning i remember having seen mother resting her head on someo...e’s shoulder. Now i can visualize that she must have enjoyed fondling of chuchi and choot by that man. Any way we reached our destination in morning. From station to mama’s village was a tiresome journey. It was only 30 km but very bad road. We boarded bus and like train it was also crowded. There were many woman and girls in the crowd. In bus i. ‘Why – why does Mrs Vero want to see me?’‘Oh – you know she used to be the Headmistress – before Mrs Dickinson? Now she’s the senior Governor, and as such, she keeps an office in the school. I think she’s heard about your little “Tour” and wants to see how you’ve got on.’I watched silently as Caroline exchanged implements, picking a slightly shorter and whippier looking cane.‘Right – put your left hand out, and support it with your other hand – that’s right. Three strokes!’I tensed as I watched. His hands pulled my g-string all the way off. With the last obstruction out of the way his fingers were free to slip in and out of my wetness freely while his mouth never stopped sucking on my throbbing nipples, keeping my arousal at a high pitch.Because some of the arousal had been a little doused, by the orgasm, I was able to think a little more clearly. I felt madly guilty that I'd allowed him to control me so easily. His use of my married name made me think of my husband and how beastly I'd. They were sworn to secrecy about what happened when they were in the flat and the staff happily maintained that secrecy. Rumours spread around the firm but nothing concrete was ever spoken about the ‘prize’ the winning employee received.This was the first time Andrew had won the employee prize so he walked up the stairs both with happy anticipation and a little dread. Why didn’t staff ever talk about what happened in the flat, he wondered? Still, he was excited to be seeing the flat for the.