There was a knot around the security men; they were large men who were not backing up against eight middle aged ‘suits.’The bankers were trying to...get the g-men to leave. There was a discussion – to call it heated would be an understatement of gargantuan proportions. The Suisse/Deutsche Bank man gestured to the guards. “These gentlemen will be leaving. They have no right to be at a private meeting. We will deal with any legal issues later on.”Two former Rangers approached closer to the g-men.. Branchfield wasn't one of our teachers this school year. We did occasionally run into her between classes and would say 'hello' to her.She was still a little snooty, but did crack a small smile to say, 'good morning' to us regularly. We started the year the way we ended last year ... top of our classes. If we didn't blow any tests or quizzes, we could be fighting each other valedictorian honors!Everyday after school, Stacy would come over and we would do any homework, then go 'play' in the. ”That evening Nick wanted sex but she was too worried about the next day and said she didn’t feel too good and went to bed early, alone. She’d spent a lot of time that night thinking about the next day and the when she got up she’d decided what to wear and picked out an outfit with a loose top that wouldn’t emphasis her tits. Then very self consciously left the house for the first time ever without a bra, she felt that everyone’s eyes were on her all the time. At work she made every effort not. I squeezed one of them gently and she moaned softly. She was obviously really turned on, and she wasn't the only one."What did he do next?" I asked, pulling my hand away."No. Leave it there," she said urgently, then moved over to sit to next to me on the bench. She placed both my hands on her tits and covered my mouth with hers, driving her tongue deep into my mouth. After a while she pulled away and said, "That was it. Nothing else happened. He went and sat back down with his mates." Did you.