The students behaved, the administration punished bad behavior, they actually communicated. It was organized. The demographics were also a huge shift....Leah would often be the only white woman in the room at her inner city school. Leah didn't care about race. She wanted to teach children--but that didn't mean no one else did. She was accused by many students for being racist when she had to discipline them for even the most outrageous incidents. Needless to say at her first school she had to. I turn on the light and am absolutely shocked. Donna is all tied up. She is on her knees but they are spread wide. She is facing the headboard. Her hands are tied spread apart tied to each top corner. Her fat heavy tits are just dangling, her head is pressed against the head board and she has my panties covering her face. To top it all off she has writing in lip stick all over her body.You fucking slut, I saidI untied her left hand first. Then crawled on to the bed to get her other hand. Once. When I was younger this was not a problem, but now I just can't keep it up long enough to give her what she wants. In addition I often see her checking out younger men in the gym. She has always been attracted to the college boy type. A few years back I got her a subscription to Playgirl Magazine, hoping she would enjoy ogling young men with large, hard cocks. In bed we would look at the magazines and she would tell me in every detail what she liked about some of the models and what she would. But there was one . . . just one, that always seemed to stand out a little more prominently than all of the others. There . . . at the end of Sycamore Street, on top of a tiny little hill, sat the perfect little house. It's wooden siding was painted white, a shade that seemed so brilliant, that you nearly had to squint to gaze directly at it on a bright summer's day. Out along the street, there was a small white picket fence all covered in ivy . . . an occasional red rose adding just the.