Then sit down again. Because you and I are going to be here a while.”Omar got up with what can only be described as a shit-eating grin.“I think yo... have this well in hand, Mr. Carstairs. Unlike Professor Rasul, apparently. Good day.”He directed some admonishments and threats in Arabic at the curtain and then left us. The Khafama stayed put, but I didn’t care.Well, that was the start of a rather intense week. Not only did we get started revisiting the basics of economics, but I also took the. Their marriage took place on All Saints Day at the small church down the street. Nancy was stunning in her bridal gown as Dave's father tears in his eyes walked her down the aisle. Dave's smile never left his face as his beautiful bride looked at him with those magnificent eyes of hers. Soon they were man and wife. Nancy cried tears of joy never in her wildest dreams could she imagine this. She had transformed from coke whore to a wife, and mother. She was happy. Her life had changed so. "Okay, smart ass." She says, standing up to get out of the pool. As she spreads her legs to step over me, I get an unobstructed view of her hairless pussy. Beads of water are dripping from the edges of her parted pussy lips, which are puffy and swollen with arousal. My cock stirs."God, mom." I breathe. "You are the sexiest woman in the world." Right." Mom laughs. "I'm going to get dressed." She says. "I've got things to do." She picks up her bikini and walks into the house. I watch the sexy. I was shaking with fear as I waited outside the headmistress's study. Several minutes passed before I was taken in by the school secretary. I actually soaked my knickers because of my fear of what was about to happen. Miss Edwards was the worst of them all; she was clearly a sadist who took great delight in inflicting pain on defenseless schoolgirls.Later that afternoon, I was punished by the class teacher for the same thing not only did I have to stay behind and complete five hundred lines but.