She had managed to capture her own smoldering expression so well that my mouth watered in response. Her hips, her breasts, the soft tuft of hair at th... joining of her thighs, it was all conveyed with a few strokes of a pencil and smudges of charcoal.I left the sketch on my desk and ran back downstairs. I had her number dialed on the house line in seconds.“So what do you think?” she asked with a pleased purr.“I think I love it,” I answered immediately.“I think I love you,” she whispered.My heart. I drove for about five minutes before pulling off at a secluded spot. He was just coming round when I zapped him again, this time taking the opportunity to put the hand cuffs and leg shackles on.I drove out to our gun range. It took about thirty minutes, ten minutes on a dirt road so neglected it looked like a goat path. I probably went a little too fast, hit a few of the bumps a little hard. Must have been my anger.I unlocked the gate and drove through. As I relocked it I could hear him. She,a slip of a girl, had smashed this big, strong,powerful, massively built male into ignominious defeat.She was elated, but she wanted more. She wanted to beathim so convincingly that he’d never challenge heragain. She wanted to destroy his manhood, destroy hiswill to fight, humiliate and humble him before her, awoman!Sinuously, she sauntered across the ring until shestood over his naked prostrate body. Her eyes ran overhis magnificent physique, a physique which she’d. ..I spent the rest of my time in the staff room before I took the detention class, thinking that Elsie was winding me up, but I couldn't help wondering what the...? How the....? Elsie's words were just repeating themselves in my head, especially when she mentioned all the things she had done, and had done to her, during her long teaching career.I was single. I had not had a guy between my legs, on top of me, underneath me, behind me, or even in my mouth for over six.