She looked at me and then down to my groin, where a very visible tent had gone up. “I think you better leave.”“I think we should leave together....��“What?”“I think we better go back to your house and finish our discussion somewhere more private, where there is less chance of someone walking in on us.”She finally took her eyes off of my erection to notice that she was standing topless holding a student’s hands while he was sporting a hard on in the middle of a classroom. She dropped my hands and. She's gone from a red bottom to a pink bottom. What does that mean? you might be asking. Well keep reading and you'll find out all about the disciplinary and social structure at St. Anne’s Reformatory School for Troubled Girls.When young ladies can’t behave themselves at a regular school they are sent to St. Anne’s. St. Anne’s has a reputation for for breaking even the toughest girl into a nice meek compliant young woman.They have a rule for everything and a severe punishment for every. In the meantime, David kept doing his job. He thrust at a steady pace, making me feel super aroused.Both of them touched my immense tits, a sensation that gave me tons of pleasure. They squeezed them, licked them, played with my nipples, and made them bounce. I guess that was a huge part of my charm. That pair of big tits that men desired so badly.After a while, I told them to change positions since I also wanted to feel Tom inside of me. I told him to lie down on the couch, and he obeyed like. I just know it. Did you know with Mac, that he was a boy? That he was the one?" She didn't know how to ask if Mom had known that this was the pregnancy that would last."I'd like to tell you that I knew. Maybe I did, I was more comfortable with Mackai then before. I may have subconsciously known, but what I knew and what I believed were two totally seperate things. I was just as cautious as I was before. Maybe more so, because of what had happened before. Even if I knew or had a feeling, I would.