Most women I know would have slapped me and made me walk home for acting that way, but not Susan. She just smiled at me and placed a finger on my lips...to quiet me. Theres more, she said. She had me use my panties to R.S.V.P. With those words I shut my big mouth and listen. Susan told me while she was injecting Mrs. Kolowoskis face, they made small talk. Mrs. Kolowoski asked Susan how she and I were adjusting to Iowa and if we missed the fast paced life of the west coast. Susan said she told her. Id hoped for a long blonde wig but she gave me red haired short bob which to my surprise really suited me. i thought i looked quite cute.The first person to see me was the taxi driver and I was made to sit in the front seat next to him. It was quite an experience to see how a man tries to catch glimpses of a woman’s stockinged legs particularly the way he “accidentally” brushed his hand against my knee a couple of times when making gear changes. I suppose I must have been pretty convincing as a. They both were breathing heavy as he exposed both of her tits and both of his hands covered them and he kind of roughly groped them, she jumped, "I'm sorry, I never felt real tits naked before," and she smiled and said it was alright as he went back to work on her exposed tits, a little easier this time. She fumbled at his pants, wishing she had some experience at this, but more so, that he had more, as she finally got his pants open and felt the outline of his cock against his shorts as she. "Those with power call the shots, quite often. And power often corrupts. That's why you rarely want to elect somebody who's actually running for office. The ideal thing would be to draft people into office for one term and then kick them out. Never trust a career politician. That's my motto." He grinned.The kids did not.The last week required more intensive work from both teachers, both to fine tune a final exam, and to do the paperwork associated with the end of a class. Five of their students.