He was not married and lived very frugally. The first time he saw Vixen as she entered his classroom, his genitals quivered. He wanted her. But, of co...urse, he knew the rules; she was off limits. Vixen studied him now and then as she stood at her easel and drew a cubic box, a tall vase and a polished ball with her charcoal pencil. She rubbed on some shading with her thumb, and when he came and stood behind her, she could smell him. Vixen took a deep breath and tried to relax as the man put his. To my surprise, she came over and held on to my arm while we both looked at the object.I was really at a loss now. "I don't know what to say," I said finally.She smiled up at me (she was quite petite) and said, "It's tall, and a little ungainly, but always in motion and moving as if the world is rushing by. It's also rather handsome."We smiled and looked at each other for a time. Finally, on impulse, I said, "I'm starving. Want to get something?" Oh yes," she said, "wait here." I was going. Shirley reacted by opening her middle desk drawer and trying to pull out a small automatic, something on the order of a .32 caliber PPK. She was so awkward with it that I knew that she had not practiced with it nearly enough, so I had plenty of time to swat her arm and make her drop the pistol. I had deliberately held back and not hit her hard enough to break her arm. I had other plans for Shirley.It was right on 5:00 o'clock, so I figured that she had already received the last package of the. I went to the bathroom and fixed myself up. I dried my blouse some more with the hand dryer, fixed my hair and makeup. Returning looking my best under the conditions, I did notice most the male eyes were watching me, looking at my nipples and dark skin under that blouse no doubt.We had a nice lunch and he drove me back towards my car. We stopped at one of the lookout areas and he got out the car . We stood there and he looked at me and said he wanted me. I was already passed the point of no.