The building had started out as a junior-senior high school in 1927 and served as that until the new school on the highway was built in the mid-Thirti...s with New Deal funds.Rigby followed the signs and joined a line of new seventh graders going to the office to get a schedule, said his name, received two copies and then went up the wide stairs to room 202, found an empty desk in the back and sat down and looked at his six-period schedule. A gray-haired woman in a print dress was sitting at the. “Ooh, sorry” she said softly apologising for falling.“Good job Ash” I said as I stood her up straight pulling her top back into place and looking down at her tatty old panties, I could see parts of her trimmed pubic hair through the holes, in a way they looked cute. She saw me looking,“Do you like my panties?” she asked, “Daddy says the holes allow for airflow and keeps me cool when working” she continued and I could see her point, in fact I could see both her points!“I do like them Ash” I said. He carefully ran the comb through her pubic hair, watching it carefully. It was very short and fine, and much of her little pussy was still bare. Using the cheap office scissors, he was able to have her looking much less wild than when he had first seen her. She still hadn’t shown the least bit of modesty, so he asked her to hop down, and face away from him, so he could inspect her from behind. She soon stood in front of him, exposing her bare and sexy little teenage butt. Dillon found it. However, she never really liked Richard and he came to me for love and attention.She told me that he was a fucking looser, never be a real man and was in summer school so he could finally graduate from high school. He would come home from summer school and give me a big hug and kiss. I loved his kisses. I guess I should mention that I loved the wanton nature of his mother but I found that his little kisses made my cock swell a little. Ok, a lot.His mother turned me on to threesomes. How I loved.