The seniors had been standing back letting things play out, but now our hosts came forward and saw the family Cord to the door. The kids were staring ...ack at me as they were ushered out.The door closed behind them. I had a look on my face that even I wouldn’t have been able to describe. But, Mister Williams seemed to be able to.“You look pensive,” he said.“Pensive? Yeah I guess. Like the man said it was strange me being here with them, especially him. It felt really strange.“I would have liked. ” I replied. Her darling face was scrunched up in confusion. “Just know I was going faster than any sounds I was making,” I laughed. Once we settled ourselves, I asked, “So, what is next? I’m not sure how this is going to help.”She gave me a knowing look before informing me, “Now, you are going to run the course in specific amounts of time. In the first couple of attempts, I will give you a five-second leeway on either side. I will close that gap the better you are until I expect perfect. I will just call Mom to come get me, and I’ll clean out my locker. Prick.” I leave his office, slamming the door. “Miss Simpson, he will want you to phone Mom again. Sorry, it is bad enough the kids won’t leave me alone. Having the teachers demand students hit me in a way that can cause permanent and possibly fatal damage is ridiculous.”Dean asks, “What do you expect when you snore in all your classes?”“You see, he even admits it in front of you. Would you mind telling Mr. Babcock when he calms. His stomach was a knot of fear and lust. “Do you like them, Ben? Are they as pretty as the pink ones?” Ben couldn’t speak. He looked back down through the leg of her shorts at the powder blue panties. “Are they as pretty as the green ones, Ben? Which one is your favorite?”Ben’s mouth was thick with spit, and his tongue felt swollen. He didn’t think he could form words with it. “Would you like to see them better, Ben?”Sophie got up and walked seductively to the locker room. She didn’t look back.