I found several of my vocabulary words as I read the newspaper. My bike tires were still good in the morning, so I decided to ride in."Are you sure ab...out that?" asked Mom. "Those bikes apparently don't get watched." It's been getting me some needed exercise, it makes me more alert when class starts, it's not exactly a new bike, and Mary's is even older." Fine."The school day started by following its new pattern. Kirsten greeted me warmly. Al avoided me. The event of the morning was Mr. Dean. All of these little extra bonuses were to give the girls the greatest sense of privacy possible. He was hoping that this would give them the opportunities to indulge themselves with each other. And satisfy himself in the interim.He knew that if they did fool around, their faces would probably be covered with their juices. He made sure to mention the showers so that they would know that they were available to them. And following a hopeful love session their faces would be flush from the. Meena had covered her up in a light sheet. Her face looked so angelic. Suddenly I felt the pangs of my guilty conscience.I turned around and walked back to my room. I had a nice shower, took a nightcap of my favorite whisky and hit the bed. The sexy body of Meena, her double innuendoes and wicked erotic laugh all came back to haunt me. I could feel my cock slowly lifting the lungi, making it look like a camp tent!! I sat up. I opened the door. The dim light in the room showed that the sheet had. ‘It’s been about two weeks now, mistress.’ She reached down into my scrub pants–I had changed after I got home–and began stroking me up and down. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.’ ‘Does that feel good, Phillip?’ ‘Yes Mistress, it does.’ ‘Do you want to come?’ ‘Only if you say so,’ I managed to reply. ‘However, Mistress, I think that I should warn you, that if you continue touching me like that, I may not be able to help myself.’ She took her hand off me, pulled my pants up, and tied.