"Hi, I'm Brad Wentworth. I teach fourth grade.I want you to feel welcome, and let you know I'd like to help out in any waythat I can."She smiled, but ... sensed her trying to avoid averting her eyes. "Thanks," shesaid. "I'll do my best to get them in good shape for you next year." Shepaused, then caught the principal's eye. "Uh, If you'll excuse me, I need toask Mrs. McGregor something." And with that, she was gone. Had I made herthat uncomfortable? Or was she just uneasy in all informal. Adam and I were still just inside the trees hidden from the girls view and decided to move round to get closer to them but keeping to the trees. We could see that they pulled out drinks and crisps from their bags and started to eat and drink them chatting to each other but we couldn’t hear them fully.We had found our spot just behind and close enough to the girls and for now we sat down and watched them for a while finishing their snacks and then rubbing the sun cream that had been pulled out. She was a stunner, long auburn hair cascading down her back, her tiny waist cinched in by a blue belt with a silver buckle.“How long have you been doing this to me?” I asked.“Almost as soon as you came in. Part of my job is to ensure that you are clean, so at night after everyone had gone home I used to come over and give you a blanket bath. Then you started to get a hard on. I used to just jerk you off, and then I wondered how you tasted so I used to blow you, but your cock stays so hard for. I thought it was Simran’s hand and didn’t care. In my sleep I turned so that I could sleep on my back. The movement caused the hand to fall on my tummy.I wasn’t comfortable with the hand on me. Slowly I removed it but when I touched it I realised that it wasn’t Simran’s hand but her son’s. Abhay was sleeping beside me and in between me and his mom. I was confused and didn’t know when this happened. I wanted to get up and sleep on the couch but I was too scared and Abhay was also in deep sleep.I.