Diane brought me into her office more than once last year for stupid stuff. She once caught me on a pantie raid and maybe wear a bra on my head in fro...t of my college buddies. They laughed but I was a little embarrassed. Her sister was Darla and she had 38 CCC and 26inc waist and 28 inch ass. She had dirty blonde hair and wore pink lipstick and matching nails. She had on little tan sandals and a small tattoo in her ankle. They were both a sight to be hold, Diane had on a black sweat suit ad her. The power you control is dangerous," Courtney said, wide eyed."So is the power you take into your hands every time you get behind the wheel of your car," I answered her."But what you can do is different! The things you could do to people if you wanted to," Courtney said in a troubled tone of voice.I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. This was not going as well as I had hoped."Courtney, are you serious?" Evelyn asked."What do you mean, Aunt Evelyn?" Courtney asked."Everyday, people. Bob's schoolwork had been merely a subterfuge so he could escape Prayer Meeting without offending Reverend Wilson. He stayed there only long enough to be sure that the others had left before he returned to the house. The teacher was surprised when, as he climbed the stairs to his room, he saw that the bathroom light was on, the door was partly closed and he heard the shower running. Probably the grad student, he surmised. Damn. Maybe if he could get a piece of that he wouldn't be so tempted by. Not my fault she was floating in the tub. Guess I stared a bit too long you might say. Sweet thing she was, though. Not a single hair on that little pussy. Flat chest and light switch size nipples. One long look over my shoulder and my cock was stiff and I couldn't pee. I tried to calm her down, but I guess you have to look someone in the eyes as you speak to them to gain their trust. Me, my eyes were locked on that wet pussy and those nipples as I tried to reassure her I had to pee. Figured.