Isn't that better than killing... and revenge?" I said, desperately.He seemed to think about it for a moment. "Hmm, no. Not that I have any interested...in skinny ass bitches to being with. Sayonara," he said and swung again, this time into the air."B-but wait!" I cried out."Jesus fuck, what?!" he yelled, and swung his arm downward - I winced in fear and closed my eyes, before I felt a tremendous pain as he stabbed me in my left leg, right above the knee. I cried out in pain."H-how can you be a. "Your mother refused to get involved with anyone else however, stating that it would simply complicate things, inevitably, she felt like there would either be pressure on her to remarry again, or she would find herself falling in love with someone else, and then wanting to." And what's wrong with that?" I asked knowing that I would never be given an answer to that, not really anyway."Nothing," May agreed. "And even though I never remarried myself, it wasn't because I was afraid to do so, or had. Ron told me he likes bondage and that he is a dominant type.When Ron opens the door he is only wearing a bathrobe. He orders me to also undress, so I take of my clothes. Except for my shiny wetlook boxer short. In the meantime Ron has dropped his batbrobe. He is looking at my body. It is clear that Ron likes what he sees because his cock is already getting hard. He comes standing behind me and starts stroking my shorts. His hands gently touch my ass and then slowly move to my cock. I feel his. You are smart; you're a teacher after all. What was your GPA in college?" David asked."3.85," she said straightening her back, feeling more confident."That sounds pretty smart to me," he said grinning at his teacher. "So stop letting anyone tell you otherwise." You're pretty smart yourself." She said and as she stood up so did David."It just makes good sense," David said trying to defuse the compliment.He watched as she came to his side of the table. She reached out and put her arms around his.