Sorry.”“It’s okay Mrs. French. I guess I earned it.”My dad overheard my end and asked if everything was all right and I told him no and then o... course I had to explain. He just shook his head and said:“You are in a heap of trouble boy.”The next day my second class was Production Planning and it was one of the few classes I shared with Pauline. I was waiting at the door of the classroom when she arrived. I could see she meant to walk right by me so I did what she had done and I moved to block. First, his eyes widened in surprise, but then he got a big smile on his face. As he grabbed his shaft tight, I brushed the swimsuit holders off of my shoulders and they fell down to my hips, revealing my breasts. I saw him squeezing his shaft and I smiled at him. He reached for my zipper and started to pull it down wholly. Then he pulled further on it, dragging the swimsuit down with it, until his hand was on the same level as my crotch. He stopped and let two fingers slide between my legs and. She once again kissed him on lips, this time more fuller and longer and then said “Now listen to me very carefully. I see that you have suffered a lot. If you feel that this is not where you intended to be, you are free to go now. I will not be angry at all. If you want to go, you are free to go without any fear of reprimand. Think about it and let me know”As she got up to walk away, he latched on to her leg all the while crying profusely and said “Mistress, please don’t ask me to walk away. I. Wes weighed the odds of getting seen by the neighbors. It was very early on Christmas Eve with a snow storm pouring down. The front of their house was dark but a few other houses decided to leave their holiday lights on all night. No, he didn't want to risk being seen carrying out a bound woman. There had to be something to carry her out in.He went downstairs and started looking around. There were some quilts on the couch, but he didn't think they would work. If only he had a large box...Wes.