‘yah, sure’, shyam replied languidly, ‘but leave the panties, i want them as a souvenir’. ‘what a pervert’, she said with a shake of her h...ead, ‘go ahead, and keep them. But i’m quitting now’. Monika yelled good bye as she flew out of the door, but all shyam got was a quick wave of her hand as the door slammed shut. She acted as if this was last time she was going to see him, but she was surely mistaken. After giving her ten minutes to get to her desk, he pulled out his own phone and dialed her. I was very concerned. "What's wrong, Camille?"Camille looked at me, saying nothing for a couple of minutes. Finally, she said, quietly, "Fuck. I'll take you home today. Come with me to the doctor's office." With your mother?"Camille sighed and nodded."Sure."There were only a few more minutes left of school."Let's go now," Camille said."Now? The bell hasn't rung!" Won't matter," Camille said. "Perk of being in the Honor Society." What?" I asked.Camille didn't answer. Instead, she dragged me out. The relief in my toes was matched my the pain in mycalves as I stood flatfooted again. The jeans were as much of strugglegetting out of as they were getting into and when they were finally around myankles my penis strained to pop out from between my legs though the tightsstill held me. I flexed my arms and undid the top three rear buttons of theblouse and pulled it over my head. Sitting on the toilet I undid the bra androlled down the tights. At last I stood and peeled away the panties.. In the village only the managers of the factory has better pay. Clara’s family has been living in the village for years now but her father being on of the farmer has little to offer for the upkeep of the family. Their live in a small land and the family only depends on the small pay from the factory include Clara’s school fees. Every year the factory throws a big Christmas party for all the farmer to congratulate them for their hard work. Clara’s family have been to a few before. Clara’s father.