” I smiled and rapidly emptied my glass. I handed it to her and she looked a little puzzled as she took it. “Would you mind pouring me a new one,�...� I asked her, “and refill yours at the same time.”My hand was still lingering on her shoulder so now as she leant forward I let my hand slide up and over and drift down her back. Her skin was cool and soft and her top was silk and slid easily under my fingertips. As she busied herself pouring the wine I lightly stroked her back. As she sat back and. I NEEDED it."Steph got up and hugged her friend, backing me off with a look.After some light questioning Tara revealed her reasons for this bizarre sexual assault. Late last year her uncle had visited and abused her one night, taking her virginity and blackmailing her into silence. She had mixed feelings about it because she had found the sex pleasurable, but her uncle had made her afraid. With Steph controlling me, her uncle, Tara's fucked up logic was that if Steph-in-me had sex with Steph. That day she was wearing a black nylon skirt and a low cut sleeveless shirt through which her cleavage is distinctly visible. I was mad and was imaging how she would look in nude condition. While talking she ask me about my family and if I am married or not. I told her everything and that I am still a bachelor. She laughed and enquires if I had girl friend I told her I don’t have any. Boss also returned after some time. While we were talking, I gave her the gift a wine bottle I had brought for. Miss Petersen headed back to her office and had soon found that Olivia Harman, the Head Girl was free after break time. She also knew that Olivia usually spent her break and lunchtimes in her study with some of her Prefects. Laura busied herself answering emails and messages – shaking her head as she made a note of those girls in her year group who she would have to go and collect from their last lesson of the day and punish due to various acts of bad behaviour."Same bloody names!” she swore to.