He went to the sofa and, while stepping around the coffee table, told his nanites to cut out the commentary. Luckily, Julie did not hear the mumbled, ...one-sided conversation. “Sorry.” A brief pause. “End of message.”Julie returned from the kitchen, stopped at the small dining table to put down the two Cokes, removed her tight yellow sweater, and hung it over a chair. Now, with her shoulders exposed around her halter top dress, Tim got an even better look at his English teacher. Her alabaster. Prior to that I would have thought it wasred, yellow and blue.) Next to the dress was fresh lingerie. Therewere white satin full seat panties with matching bra and white stayup stockings. Also there was an open toed 4 inch heel matchingpersimmon pair of heels. Fortunately the heel was not spiked so itwas easier to walk in. Everything was very feminine.The note informed me to walk in smaller steps putting one foot infront of me and then the other as a sexy woman would. Finally thenote said this. Since that fateful day, all I could think of was being spanked and what my dad had said he would do to me if I misbehaved again.Well, I misbehaved several times since then and he never once carried out the threat. Every time I thought I had been the worse child ever. I could see his temper rise to fever pitch and then it just fizzled out. Usually, at the point of his fury, a smile would creep over my face. This was it, I thought to myself. Then he would just give me a verbal reprimand and that. ”I blinked in disbelief, then spun to close the door, and spun back, still gaping. He started walking over to me, his huge muscles more impressive with each step. I pressed my back against the wall, feeling small as he loomed closer. My breath started jittering as he rested his huge hand on the wall beside me. I looked up in his dark, brown eyes as he slowly looked me up and down.“You like me, uh?” he said, a hint of a smile on his lips. “You a stare at me.”I opened my mouth to speak, but.