I didn't want to lose her to any fast-talking pervert who only wanted to get into her panties.I was looking to be seen and we did just that. We made s...all talk with about five people. Amanda held her own, telling people she was an educator, not just a lowly fifth-grade teacher which in my mind is one of the hardest jobs there is. Each little conversation lasted about five or so minutes before someone saw someone else higher up the food chain leaving us in mid-topic.Amanda whispered to me as we. Wow! even touching each other. The next night armed with two carrier bags I prepared to go back. I had a clean sheet from the airing cupboard for me to rub off against later and a stuffy at just the thought of seeing more bottoms and cocks. I crept into the shed and went over to the box was, it was dark and I noticed somebody had put a cloth over the window, Thats not going to stop me I thought. A blinding light shone in my face and a frightening voice was shouting at me, followed by , I guess,. “Suit yourself slut boy! Hmmm...” Sasha spread out on the bed, propping her head up with one hand while tracing her curves downward with the other. “Now what should we do?”“You didn't plan anything?”“Oh, I have plans, but it's not time yet. We got a half hour to kill.”Sasha thought for a few moments before her eyebrows arched upward. “I know...” She slipped off the bed and took up the bag of sex toys. After rustling through it briefly, she found the item she wanted, a pair of leather cuffs with. ” She snapped, “Remember that I own this place TK, not you. I was the one who fudged the paperwork and let you work here for the last two years because you were too stubborn to leave your house. I was the one who followed you home every night you had late shift just to make sure you got there safely. Now, I’ve let you get away with more then you can imagine, even the few times that you’ve publically yelled at me I’ve still shrugged it off, but I’m not going to stand for this. You can’t bully me.