Rocklin's case, he had a complex reputation among students. He was considered to be a hard ass, a bisexual, and one who was not adverse to bribery.Mr....Rocklin passed out the test papers to the students in his third period class, and gave out a little grin as he heard the groans from some of the students. This is an average class, he thought. Two get A's, four get B's, eight get C's, and the rest get D's—or F's.The bell rang, signaling the end of the class and the beginning of the lunch hour.. “Catch me if you can!” I shouted as I swam towards the other end.He chased me around the pool as I floated backwards as I splashed him with water. He caught up with me and grabbed my hands. Unable to stand in the deep water he easily pulled me towards him. As I got closer I instinctively spread my legs and wrapped them around him just above his waist to keep myself from sinking.He stared deep into my eyes before leaning forward to kiss me. I kissed him back. He wrapped his arms around me. "John! Thanks for picking us up," Martin practically shouted as the two shook hands."No problem, but I don't think I've met your, er, companion." Oh? Well, John Ballou, this is Dave Plunkwell. Dave, John Ballou."Ballou stood there, mouth all agape. He had to admit, this creature looked a bit like Dave, but was quite a bit shorter, and at least 50 pounds lighter."Yes, John, it's me." Dave spoke up. "One of the artifacts had an, uh, undesired side effect. I'll explain in the. I slowly stood upright, his cane still firmly between my legs and my knickers part way down my thighs, with the crotch embedded into my pussy, secured by the cane.'Lift you dress high', he ordered and I complied. I felt his eyes burn into me as he devoured my maidenhood, no longer covered and protected by this thin layer of white cotton, now languishing mid-thigh, my cunt shaved and exposed as he slowly withdrew the cane, reinserting it between my fleshy lips, forcing my Labia apart as he.