”On the form was a sticky note that read: Hug. Stairwell. In 2 min.I pulled the note off and crumpled it up and put it in my purse. Jamal obviously ...idn’t want anyone to know, and I respected that so I made sure not to leave the note on my desk. I shoved the form under some paperwork as I didn’t even know what it was for, and I stared at my clock. I wrote a quick email, anxiously counting down the seconds until I could leave and go to the stairwell.After I clicked Send on the email, I sat there. When she gets up Daisy sits on my face I didn’t even know she was in the room she grabs me by my hair and tells me to stick my tongue in her pussy and I try to do what she wants but I am having a hard time breathing then I feel someone playing with my pussy and I begin to throb down there when she tells me that if I don’t do what she wants she is going to get a belt and whip my pussy I begin licking her fast I need to get some sleep and I don’t want to be whipped when she cums I think she peed. I reluctantly laid on her and she asked me to close my eyes as she wants to give a gift. I was leaning my hand to receive the gift but what I got was never expected. She kissed on my forehead and I was shocked and opened my eyes. I always wait for opportunities.So my inner heart told that its party time but didn’t show out. She asked whether she can kiss one more time I said ok and asked me to close my eyes. Then she kissed me on my lips. I immediately got up and sat. She smiled at me and asked. Debra had been testing me to find out if the previous tutors hired by my father had properly prepared me for advanced schooling. Apparently, she was satisfied. I was going to be tutored in all the same subjects taught to the new entering students at the school. My teacher, Debra, the headmaster's wife, seemed to be a good instructor with a knack for making things understandable. Of course, I already knew how to read, write, and do elemental forms of mathematics. These had been taught as.