"A small one. Nice and smooth."She reached into the shallow dish, and pulled out a round, black stone. Oblong, about an inch in length. Dark gray, and... polished smooth, so that it was almost shiny -- even without the water. She turned again, and crawled back to Master, the stone in her right hand."Sit on your heels and spread your legs," He commanded. As Alicia did so, Master commanded, "Now, push the stone up into your pussy."Alicia's pussy was wet and dribbling. The stone slipped in easily. In. She slowly turned the door knob; the large ornate wooden door creaked ominously as she pushed it open. Headmaster Michael was behind the desk, dressed in a white cable knit sweater, the fall weather gave a bit of a chill to the air. His sandy blond hair hung down on his forehead, a five o'clock shadow already appeared on his face. He had a rugged face, sculptured features. He looked to be in his mid-forties, hard to tell the age of older men. Brandy was right; he did have a handsome face. He. I came quickly and she thanked me for babysitting. I watched her get dressed, kiss the girls, and practically run out the door.A couple of hours later she called to check on us. She told me to put the girls to bed at eight o’clock and then to watch television until she got home. She gave me the code to watch the dirty movie channels. Then she told me that her panties were still wet and that she couldn’t wait for me to fuck her when she got home. Apparently when she said ‘Anything else will have. Her presumption was quite enough. But, before I could protest, she startedin on me. "Dr. Anderson, what's this little business with my grades? All my other professorsare on with the program. I give them a little tease. You know, short skirts,tight shorts. I bend over. I open my legs. I bite my lip and pout. Dr. Anderson,I know I'm an attractive girl and I know that you are watching – allof you are. I don't even want to think about what you do when you get home.But you – you sit back and watch.