"I blushed madly. It was true that I had found myself sending myself tosleep at nights with boyish dreams of my Mistress. Surely she didn'tknow about ...hat?"Confess it! Dianne has remarked on some interesting stains. And if thatwere not enough, she found these in your room."And she produced two pairs of panties. "You have been stealing mypanties!"I couldn't deny the stains, but I protested that I didn't know how thepanties had got there. And that was true. But I decided I must havemixed them up. This was what she’d been waiting for since the last time she was in his room when she had had finger put inside her for the first time.He also got her to admit to using a hairbrush handle inside herself,which embarrassed her. When ever he saw her now he looked down at her crutch ,seemingly pleased that he could make her feel uncomfortable with just a look and the knowledge he had of her. Since the last time in his room Jean and the promise that he would show her his ‘bulge’ she had spent much. As soon as I walked in, he asked if I wanted to go into the other room. I smiled and said that if he wanted to teach me some more about sex, I would be glad to learn. With that word of encouragement to him, I hurried into the coach's dressing room and sat on the bed. Mr. Reeves was right behind me, tugging my sweater up and over my breasts. "Please don't hurray so much. I don't like it as much as when you used to take your time with me." I said. "Do you remember the first time we did. "I don'tthink you just came back to pass me the file, right … Madeline?"She smiled … then she closed her eyes seductively, leanedcloser into my face and kissed me on the cheek …lightly patting and slowly moving towards my lips … we kissed… and the kiss soon evolved into a passionate blend of salivaof two persons in heat … I slid my hand behind her head … feelingher long black hair … our tongues explored the far reachesof our throats and the corners in our cavities. At leastten minutes had.