One day when she had came home with her thrift store blouse torn at the shoulder, she told me that some girls had pushed her into the boys locker room... and one of the boys was trying to rip off her shirt when the PE coach walked in and stopped it. I called the school and complained but no one was talking and the coach said she walked in and was just accidentally pushed. When I asked Tilby again if she was sure that her original story was true, she said yes, and then added in a small voice "I. Thisserved only to reinforce my suspicions because the police had also beenthere when Mary Bailey was taken.Yes we kids all knew that Mary Bailey was a strange kid and that she wasalways filthy, but she was our strange kid. I decided to say no more. Iwould tell them nothing. It was bad enough that the whole school wouldlearn that my pee-pee had been cut off and that I was dressed as a girlat the sleepover but if I admitted that I liked dressing as a girl, thenmy life would be a nightmare. I. She grabbed it instantly, biting my fingers in the bargain. God, I was hurt, but there was an indescribable thrill in it. We both laughed and laughed and laughed. I had completely forgotten that I was in the arms of my teacher, who was probably10-12 years, my senior. Her soft scented breath on my neck was making me crazy. But I had no idea why this was happening. My penis began to swell in my knickers creating a bulge. I tried to hide it by shifting my position but was held firmly in place by. All that was so embarrassing, but the most embarrassing thing of all was the way she'd jacked him off and swallowed his come. She was a decent, respectable housewife and mother, and never in her wildest fantasies had she imagined doing something like that. Her mind still reeling with the enormity of what she'd done, Donna put on her nightgown and crawled into bed.One thing was for sure, she could never let it happen again. No matter how desperately horny she was, she just couldn't seek her.