Part 1"Allo? This is the Thompson-Philips residence. How may I help you?"Deputy Sheriff (Sheriff-elect) William Beale closed his eyes on hearingthe ge...tly-accented voice on the other end of the line. "Tante Marie?This is... this is Willa, I mean, Bill Beale." Ah," Marie's tones became warm and welcoming. "Bonjour, mon brave, andhow may the ladies of Seasons House serve our soon- to-be Sheriff thislovely winter's day, eh?" Is Jane home, Marie?"The ragged, almost clipped tone of Bill's question. Next, I suppose, you will be telling me your demands. Alright, what would it take to ensure your cooperation in keeping this scandal from damaging this school?" She sank to her chair, in a feigned show of defeat."You do realize that even asking that question is probably a felony, don't you?" Linda countered. Before the headmistress could respond, she pressed on. "I have to wonder just how serious you are about this. You act like you are not aware of half the trouble you are facing. For. “Abs you know I want to spend all of my time with you, but I have to run it past the parents first.” Olive said as she pressed herself into Abbys encircling arms as she pulled her head around into a passionate kiss. Olive felt her friends hand slip underneath her shirt and find her bare breasts. As her friends hand encircled her tits she felt her nipples harden and press against Abbys palms. Abigail rolled her friend over onto her back as she ran her hand along Olive’s pale white flesh, her. She wanted him to shoot in her mouth. She wanted to taste the thick pulsing sperm and swallow it down. Experience told her that he was close, and she licked and sucked harder.Robert gritted his teeth against his impending orgasm, finally pushing Emily aside. Her mouth could wait for another day. It was her pussy he wanted.Emily fell back legs splayed and confused. He still hadn't spoken. Emily decided that she didn't much like this guy after all and began to shuffle away from him.“Emily!”.