They kept him under close observation.Before Maybelle or Julieann could decide which of them would strike first, the stranger looked around the bar, a...d his attention zeroed in on the card players. He walked up to the table. Unaware that as he approached, at least four pistols were loosened in their holsters. The stranger was oblivious to the physical danger he was in.“Colonel Anderson?” he asked.Joshua looked up at the stranger and answered. “Yes, sir? is there something I can do for you?”. " Surprised by the sternness in his voice, Janice walked up to his desk. His looked at her solemnly."Honestly Miss Garner, I don't know what to do with you. You haven't attended you're your classes this term, and you didn't get authorization for the absences. I know that you have turned in every assignment on time and the work as excellent. But with the end of the term approaching I have to warn you that you have only a C-minus in this class. Attendance I'm afraid, is unavoidably twenty five. Late afternoon teasing phone calls at my desk are the guiltiest of pleasures. I listen to him recount the desire to have me alone, backed up against the wall, large and masculine hands wandering, exploring the naughty panties beneath my hiked up skirt. Swallow hard, appear collected and say little to give us away. The constraints of just listening and the inability to respond with anything other than a hard swallow and nipples stiffening beneath my clothes make me ache with want and heady. So i joked and said let me feel that shit. She took my hand and put it on her pants. Ayleen's eyes were wide eyed and and she giggled. I start rubbing the shit out of those khaki pants and she starts laughing along with Ayleen she said she can't feel shit if my hands were gonna fucken pave cement. So she leaned back to wards the wall, pulled her pants up higher so that the zipper part was on her abdomen instead. Now, you can see the shape of her vagina. A small lump on top and then a cut down.