Not because you didn't like me, but because you were the teacher and I was the student."There were tears in her eyes."I practically threw myself at yo...u after graduation. It hurt when you said no. But I realised that it wasn't because you didn't want me, it was because to you, I was still a child. I've grown up, Marc."I could tell she felt funny calling me by my first name."You're only eight years older than me. I'm almost as old as you were when I started in your class."We both smiled slightly.. She was wearing a long thin dress and judging by the bounce of her breasts, ample side-boobs on display, nipples trying to drill through the front, I guessed that the dress was all she was wearing. As she lifted a leg to kiss Sir John I could see her pussy lips through the thin material.“John, John,” the woman said as she turned to look at us, “You’ve excelled yourself again; these 2 young ladies are magnificent. Where do you find them?”Sir John laughed then introduced us as BP and SB.“You like. " Finally she came to her senses, and made a mad dash to her bedroom. I followed her still butt naked.My schlong waggling as I ran toward her room. "Christi. Christi. Open up this door right now." I ordered. "NO!!" she said. Christi!! Open up this door or I'll break it down!!" She unlocked the door, swinging it releasing her hand as she jumped back on the bed, face in pillow crying. "Christi. Look at me." "No dad. Please leave." "I want to talk about this." There's nothing to talk about. Please. His eyes widened when he saw Debbie standing there, looking even lovelier than he’d remembered her. His heart was pounding, his throat was tight, and his hands were trembling. ‘Hi, Mr. Tilton,’ Debbie said softly. ‘Ah…Debbie…ah…Hi…please…please come in,’ Larry stammered. He backed up so Debbie could come in the house. ‘God!’ he thought as she moved by him, ‘She’s even more beautiful than she was five years ago!’ Once Debbie was inside, they stood looking at each other. Neither Larry nor Debbie.