Ivy smiled at the thought of her father chasing the kids through the back garden and realized in that moment that she wanted to see her father chasing...her kids around the house.The sound of the door opening drew her attention away from her thoughts and to the beautiful face of Sine. "Have I mentioned lately how much I hate you?" Joked Ivy as she took in Sine's tall lithe body."Yes, as a matter of fact you have." Laughed Sine.Sine wore a strapless floor length gown in startling green that hugged. I felt round and up, cupping her pussy on my palm, its silken skin feeling wonderful to my touch. Using my ring and index finger, I spread the lips of her pussy apart, and, with the center finger, stroked her pussy from bottom to top, the tip of my finger ending on her slightly engorged clitoris. Using the other hand, I brought the lip of the bottle in to position just above her clit, and tipped it the smallest of amounts. A single drop of purple liquid fell down, on to her clit, quickly. .. can I call you ... Charles?” Ms. Roth asked me now.“Sure. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company, Ms. Roth? Or should I call you ‘Principal’ Roth now?” I smiled, feeling a bit disarmed by the former vice-principal who had saved my hide and put that asshole in jail where he belonged.“How about Samantha, Sammie, or just Sam? You won’t be one of my students much longer and I owe you ... big-time,” she told me with a very friendly smile.“You owe me? Are you sure that I don’t owe you. “It's okay Simone. You are doing fine sweetie,” I tell her. She turns back, undoes her jeans and bends over to pull them off, one leg at a time. Standing there, wearing only her cotton panties, she looks at me again. I turn to look at Sir and notice he is staring intently at her back. “Panties too,” He tells us. I catch movement out of the corner of my eye and see she is slowly pulling her panties down and kicks them off. Totally naked, she stands with her back facing Him, one hand over her.