"What were you doing?" she asked, lacing up her stays. I never saw Missy without stays when she was dressed. They pulled in her thick middle and poppe... out her soft boobies instead of mashing them down as some women did."I was doing my best to satisfy a hog," I said."Poor girl, how mean." She yanked a wide-hipped petticoat into place."You don't know. She kept me busy till her paw came home and then he tried to beat me to death while she watched and applauded. If I hadn't been lucky, they'd a. All Ted had to do was glance to his right, and I to my left, to get a great view of Anne. While Ted and I continued, Anne busied herself with sending text messages while crossing and uncrossing her superb legs. To say that Ted and I were having a hard time, was the understatement of the year. As I babbled away about cost estimator’s and liability limits, Ted was openly staring between Anne’s legs. I’m sure he was trying to determine if she was wearing panties. Easily noticing the dramatic. Mrs. Hale, it turned out, was an example of the former to the extreme.When I arrived in class, I once again found myself at the back of the class, thanks to my previous lesion being situated as far away as possible. We all waited a couple of minutes before the teacher finally arrived. This time Mrs. Hale wore high heels again and another tight fitted dress that plunged downwards to reveal her chest line and show off her amazing tits. Definitely not school appropriate and meant every eye in the. And her new look was more diverse than it had ever been before. Her lips were pursed or full, with large square teeth bursting forth or a pencil-line of barely glimpsed enamel. Her flesh became sometimes opulent, sometimes emaciated, sometimes dark, sometimes white tinged with blue. Her eyes were set under eyelids that fluttered or barely moved, with irises from blue to brown to a scary black. And her body was sometimes easy to take (perhaps far too much so) or otherwise unobtainable and.