We almost ran into each other. “Marc, funny seeing you here.” He turned three shades of red. He knew it had been me whom he just sucked off. In fa...ct, I could see some cum on his face. “I… I,” he stammered. “Having a good lunch break? Getting some stress relief, eh?” Shyly, with his head lowered, he said, “Ahh… ummm... just checking out a few films.” “Kay tells me that you are going out of town for a couple of weeks,” I said. He lifted his face, and said in a normal voice, “Yeah. I’m off to. She became very quiet at that point."Jessica," my father said in a no nonsense voice, "every one of us has said unpleasant things to our parents." I haven't." Maybe there hasn't been anything worth fighting for," he said as he stopped the car. As though what he'd just said was nothing important, he continued with, "Let's get out."This time I did notice the curtains. Sure enough, we didn't need to knock. It was Jeanie that answered, though.She took one look at Jessica and started to say. She'd only had to knock once."Mr. Beauchamp was sitting at his desk. He was the school's vice-principal, and as soon as she'd come to school today, he'd asked her to come see him. Susan sat down. She was very surprised to see Mr. Beauchamp sitting there with a mirror in front of him on his desk, and with a razor in his hand. He was shaving. Susan decided she'd better not say anything, though."I hope you'll forgive me for shaving right now," Mr. Beauchamp said. "Of course, it's something I. ‘Please, Santa’ she gasped. He stopped and looked up at his delicious package of goodies. His eyes twinkled as he asked ‘Please what, naughty Emily?’ ‘Oh, Santa’ she whispered, ‘please fuck me.’ ‘HO HO HO’ he boomed. He reached up and lifted her easily off the door. He untied his present and took off the wrappings completely before picking her up and laying her on the bed. He quickly removed his clothing and joined her. ‘Mmmmmmm, Santa, I want some Christmas candy first.’ Then she bent.