My older sisters had preceded me in school and had done well, so I always got the benefit of the doubt with my teachers many of whom had taught them a... well.Some of the teachers were new. One, Mrs. Jones, was an attractive woman in her late twenties or early thirties who gave us a class in library or reading twice a week. We marched to our classes to keep order in the hallways and I will forever remember marching to her classroom which was in a basement area. The reason why will become evident.. ””She is not VP of Production yet, but she will be soon. She will be important to your career so I will arrange for you to work with her. Make sure you make a good impression.””Of course,” I replied. “I promised to never let you down.”The elevator stopped and we walked down the hallway toward Carol’s desk. Carol gave a bright smile as we passed by and I saw the women give each other a wink. We entered Andrea’s office and I was told to close, and lock, the door. I did.”I hear you went shopping,”. I grabbed a handful of Jessica’s sexy, luxurious red hair and pulled her head up. I turned her head so that she can see what her husband is doing. I said, “Do you see that? He’s doing a better job than you are! I want to see some progress, Jessica. If I don’t, I’m going to call in a bunch of guys from town and have you practice all fucking night long.”I let her hair go and the difference was immediate and remarkable. She apparently believed my threat. I’m much happier with her performance now.. Neither Dave or I were out and while they wouldn’t care, it would make things weird. Anyone seeing me in a speedo straddling a bound and gagged Dave would be beyond weird for them.With this and many other thoughts flying through my brain, Emily was looking at me, at us I suppose. Dave had also been shocked at the sound, he still hadn’t exhaled. I looked at Emily and saw that she was smiling and started pointing to the door handle. I think she wanted to come in. My brain was pretty much as dumb.