"Bye, dear, I will be a little late this evening. I have some important business in the office."Headmaster Anderson smiled at the trembling young girl... waiting patiently in the hard backed chair. Mary was impressed with the charm of his handsome face but was confused about the tone of the interview which seemed to be heading in the wrong direction entirely.Professor Anderson's hand on her shoulder caused Mary to shudder in both fear and anticipation. This was a strange interview indeed."Stand. Great! I almost came myself, I could barely control myself. She started to apologizes but I convinced her that this was my reward and to just let it go, don't even try to hold back!I kept on going and slipped a finger in trying to locate her G-spot. I do not know much about G-spots but it was good to try anyway. I must have found something because she started breathing heavily, moving and spasms. She came as I have never seen before and at that same time she let go. I mean, she let it all go,. "That's... not the 'pretty gown' they talked about?" I asked."Oh, no. The women gave me this, so I wouldn't have to wear my 'uglydirty things' after washing myself." And you just put it on."He avoided my eyes. "That seemed easier."I sat next to him. "And they didn't notice anything out of place?" They were gone before I undressed for washing, if that's what you areasking. Apparently there's plenty of sheep that need shearing."I couldn't understand why I was so wary of the villagers. By then Megan and Katherine left Ivy's bedroom, to do their own things."You are such a good slave Charles!!" Ivy said.She patted Charles on his head while he was still crouched down. His thighs were aching. His jaw was tired. His tongue felt wobbly. He felt weight on his nipples because the chains attached to them were holding the tray up. He had never felt so uncomfortable in his life."Why the sad face Charles??" asked him.She fondled with his blond hair.He could smell alcohol coming from her.