Her computer monitor chirped as she saw she had received another useless email. Wait. It was from the principal. The nearly thirty something year old ...runette leaned forward to check out her screen; had there been any male students in the room they would have checked Miss Williams out. Her features were the make of a natural beauty, her curves just perfect. Many students tried to get a glimpse down Miss Long's blouses, some even knocked pencils and pens off their desk hoping she'd be nice. Another hand went down between her legs. Rubbing against her warm wet lower lips. Finally finding their prize. Two fingers pushed themselves into her pussy, lifting Two fingers pushed themselves into her pussy, lifting her up from the ground. She tried to fight. She tried to struggle. He simply pulled her closer to him andwalked deeper into the shadows. Away from themusic. After a couple of hundred meters he pushed her down over a dumpster. Her chest rubbing against the cold metal, feeling it. I lifted the tree, raised it over my head, and settled it on my shoulders. Snow clinging to the tree soaked into the shoulders of my sweater and shirt. Small bits of ice and very cold water dripped down the back of my collar and raced along my spine. To say I was cold would be like saying water was wet. I got to my feet, made sure I had my balance, and continued my trek to the house.Alyssa stood at the corner of the house, waiting. “Are you okay?” she asked.I grinned at her, my teeth. He followed them to the restaurant and the lunch lasted only a couple of minutes and no one other than Savita and Bade Saheb joined them. To Farhan’s surprise, both of them visited a hotel next to it and took a room together.“I have to find a way to see them,” Farhan told to himself as both of them walked in the aisle hand in hand with light giggles of Savita.Farhan managed to get a spot right opposite the room’s elaborate window and he could hear faint voices. Savita was lying on the sofa and.