," Erik said slowly under his breath.Erik just hacked into the server that stored all the grades. He clicked the first name for "Aaron Adams." There w...ere Aaron’s final grades, with the ability to edit them.The site had everything: all grades, personal information, address information, phone numbers, parent contacts, emergency contacts, disciplinary action, everything. It was the school’s database for storing all the permanent records of all the students that had ever attended Streamer High. I started mumbling to myself about how deserted the soccer grounds were. You could hear a pin drop in grass. I continued to pack the equipment in the gear store. I walk around to the first change room and made sure it was empty and as I turned around to turn the lights off, I heard a noise coming from the other change room. I slowly crept in not knowing who it could be. As I slowly climbed a create next to the door, I was able to peer over the wall to get a look to se if it was an intruder. . I could feel his dick pressed up against the small of my back as he continued to rub my shoulders. It felt massive. I felt my own dick start to get very hard as I found myself slowly grinding my ass into his pelvic area. I was rock hard at this point and felt him start to get larger against my back. He continued to rub my shoulders until I abruptly got up.I wanted to suck his big black dick. I got on my knees, looked at him, and told him those exact words. My dick twitched in my pants when I. Last to go on were his shoes. These were pumps with four inch heelsand locked round his ankles so they couldn't be slipped off. She hadhim walk back and forth a few times to get at least some familiaritywith the heel height. Once she had given him a few hints, he wasmanaging them, so then they set off downstairs eventually to thekitchen.He had to wait nearly an hour, spending some time doing somescrubbing of cooking pans, but at a couple of minutes to ten he wasgiven a large tray with two.