.but then she pulled me closer to her and hugged me tightly...she was senior than me but our heights were almost equal so, i was face to face with her......ooh!!! her boobs pressing against me...that was truly sensational...but she was my teacher and "no...this is wrong" slipped out of my tongue like a reflex...she didn't listen to what i said and faced me and gave me a deep kiss...i tried to resist(a little) but i had to give in...it was the hottest kiss i had ever had...then it hit me "she may. Even writing out her name after all these years gets my heart racing.With that she gave me a kiss on the cheek before walking away to make a phone call.While I probably shouldn’t have kept the card, I tucked it into my wallet but figured I’d never call her or see her again.Thankfully for me and the sake of this story, I was wrong.The relationship with the girlfriend at the time came to its seemingly inevitable end, only a week or so later. I packed up my belongings and moved in with some. They found me on the seat tied up, blindfolded and only in my lingerie. The attendant read on the door what I had put up. They both said they were in for a treat with such a sexy slut.The inspector immediately stuffed my mouth with his kerchief so that I did not scream. The attendant checked outside and informed the inspector that there was one more person in this compartment. But he must have booked this slut as they are not on the same ticket.They were now thinking of me as a prostitute and. "The less you know the better."Now I watched as the stripper did her act making the usual fool of him and as she had been instructed (with quite an extra few pounds bonus from me) she dragged Ted to the lift and to a bedroom that I had hired for them for the night. It was part of my plan that Ted would be going nowhere tonight except to bed with the stripper, and all that entailed if he was sober enough to get it up. I had also arranged that the photographer who was a friend of mine to be able.