“Anyways I am very open and I don’t mind. But beware of the students in that class. They are badmaash (naughty).” Didn’t I know that? I had on...e hope, the owner saying no to wearing such clothes. Then I could give a reason to those guys and change back into my normal clothes. But this lady was ‘open’! Great!As I walked into the classroom, all eyes were on me. Of course! I was no longer a teacher, just a slut who would do as they asked. I started teaching. They told me to write on the board 10. I silently closed the door and bolted it. She didn’t see me because she was turning the other way round and didn’t hear me too maybe due to a construction work on the next area. I silently stripped and went near her, I didn’t know what to do, and my heart was beating like a drum.Suddenly she turned back and saw me and she became shocked. The adrenaline must have kicked in because I felt a great power inside me and I pushed her to a wall and kissed her long while my hands were fingering her. She. "When she get's pregnant, it'll be a lot easier to get a hammerlock on her..."Mel eyed him. "For what?" I'm gonna marry her." You WHAT? You're sick, Man!" Mel couldn't picture it.Mac laughed. "Not even! Man, you have NO IDEA how sweet it is having a woman who cares more about you than she does herself! No fucking idea!" Well..." Mel eyed Melissa. "To each his own, I guess." Yep," Mac nodded. "Go on, I'll close up. We're gonna use some of the equipment, um, unconventionally..."Mel grinned. "Now. You’re a mean drunk, but you’re mostly a good man. And I love getting fucked by you, especially for that reason. I still wish that you would adopt me, but I understand not wanting anything to do with my sperm donor. He was no father to me. I don’t hold you wanting us against you, either, just how hypocritical you were about it and how jealous you were ... and how mean when you were drunk. I trust that Master will keep you on the wagon or cut back on your booze at least. I honestly loved that.