'No, not really fear of you, though it was a concern. I mean I was scared of rejection, scared of ridicule and most of all, scared stiff of girls, esp...ecially beautiful ones. It wasn't until the last year at school and later at college that that changed.''In hindsight that probably sums up all the boys at school, or at least all the nice ones. I wish you'd asked though, I'd have said yes.''What if I asked a little belatedly?'It took a few seconds but she caught on. 'I'd love to, or at least I. "Probably, let me know what you need. And the after school activities?"I knew she referred to the sex part of life here. "Yes, I enjoy that too. Seems strange to be sent here for having sex with a student and for it to be accepted here, albeit they are older." How are you getting along with other members of staff?" As yet I haven't had much dealing with Harry Penrose who teaches history and humanities part time but he seems okay. Roger Hawkes, the woodwork teacher has been very helpful and has. Ek baar main TV dekh raha tha tabhi meri mummy ne awaz lagaya ki kaali(uska naam) ko khet main se chara lane ke liye uski madad karo main uske piche piche chalne laga uski gaand dekh kar mera lund tight ho gaya aur chalte chalte mere pair se na jane kya takraya main use ja takraya aur mere haath sidhe uske boobs par gaye maine uske boobs dabana suru kar diya aur tab tak mera hathiyaar bhi khada ho chuka tha aur uski gaand ko touch karne laga uska ehsas hote hi maine shot marna shuru kar diya. Then in a firmer tone “I think there’s only one way to deal with this. You deserve to be punished for mucking around when you were supposed to be finishing your paper, and I think it’s high time you got to experience some of what you’ve obviously enjoyed reading about.” My heart leapt – wow, was he really going to… “It’s late,” he continued. “I want you to go and get ready for bed. Put your pyjamas on, but no panties underneath. Wait for me in the bedroom, and I’ll be in shortly,” he finished.