Take her any way he wanted. I couldnt stop the moan escaping this time. Surrendering at last, I lifted up on my toes, letting him have what he wanted... His cock found its mark through the thin cotton material of my shorts, making me gasp. He pressed harder, rewarded by more moistness, his hands working frantically with the button on my shorts. Finally, he just ripped it apart. I become aware I was whimpering like a small hurt animal, twisting my ass, helping him even as he prepared to violate. The bell rung signaling the end of class. I went back into Ms. Hannah's room to collect my things. As I was walking out she stopped me and told me to wait. She waited for everyone else to leave. I thought of apologizing and may be getting out of the detention, but didn't get a chance as she began to speak (very sensually) , "I look forward to spending a little extra time with you this evening, and may be teaching a bad boy a little discipline. She then winked and told me to hurry off. As I. “Feeling kinky sailor?” Mary wiggled her bottom at him, and he could see her grinning like the cat from the pillow. The sheets crinkled beneath him as he parted her cheeks with his thumbs. He extended his tongue and tried to traced around her little pink rosebud. Mary sighed in her quiet way and arched her back toward him. Her rosebud was clean, and moistened under his tongue. She had always liked being touched back there. He had learned that early, kneeling between her legs. I felt miserable. I tried to call Sam but her phone was off. That evening I was chatting in some chat box for bi boys. Not because I was one but because I wanted some advice about what had happened this day. Many of the boys said I shouldnt be worried about Sam but some said I should talk to her. I tried this last thing and finally got her on the phone. Sam, can I come down to you place to talk about today I asked her as soon as she answered the phone. Yes, but please use your ghost powers to.