After that Pam poured me some coffee and started frying my eggs. Pam was talking the whole time. She talked about the party and what people were weari...g. It was just a lot of small talk. Pam was talking more than usual but other than that she didn't seem to be upset or concerned about anything. I decided to tease her a little. I asked her what time she finally came to bed.She said, "I don't remember. Didn't I go to bed the same time you did? What time was that?"Pam seemed very calm. I thought. Oh, she had cum the last three times she'd been in this office, but more from that she didn't resist than she was actually getting into things. At least there would be some payoff for this degrading little scene.Back and forth, in and out Mister Danforth kept thrusting with his slow pace as Ashleigh started to heat up. It felt a little weird to be facing Headmaster Carlisle, and he had an unusually big grin on his face. She was a little surprised when she felt the man behind her pull out."This. “What the fuck is wrong with me? I need to be hers?” He scowled wondering what sneaky spell she’d cast on him. Oh, she definitely needs to be… punished. Naughty girl. His body tightened as his mind pictured what all that caramel-colored skin would look like once he peeled away her pretty gown. Oh yes, and his favorite metal-studded cuffs around her delicate wrists and ankles would look stunning too. Images of her strapped to his favorite spanking bench had him sighing. He’d kiss, lick and nip. .a 330? Why not a Seven Series?" Ah," CJ laughed. "Well there's a bit of a story behind that. Kinda personal," CJ continued, soberly. "Why don't we talk over dinner tonight?" Uh. Because I don't know where YOU'LL be having dinner!" I joked. "I'll be at home, watching the news with my dad, eating mac and cheese out of the pan."CJ laughed hard and clarified his invitation, "Can I take you to dinner, Heather? I promise something more substantial than mac and cheese. And whatever it is, I'm sure it.