’ ‘I’m sorry to hear that, because after you were so completely clueless that you were being flirted with, I realized, William Jefferson Goldber...g, there is only one thing I can possibly call you when I’m not using Jeff.’ ‘I’m pretty sure I don’t want to hear it.’ ‘I’m pretty sure you don’t. But every time I say it, it will remind me of how much I love you, Dr. Goldberg and Mr. Bill.’ ‘Oh, God, no.’ It was definitely a groan. ‘Dr. Goldberg is the savant. Yes, they were flirting with you like. And its location in a remote part of the Scottish Highlands, together with the academic excellence of its graduates, had acted to keep outside interference at bay.All but a small number of girls were chastised when necessary with no more affront to modesty than the raising of the skirt for the cane to be applied to the underwear. Those few exceptions, however, formed part of a 'special' coterie where discipline at the hands of the Headmistress and one or two select members of her staff took on. As I watched him and played with my breasts I could feel my wet pussy soaking my panties. I wanted it sooo bad!Mark came up to the bed and I didn't waste any time. I reached up and feathered my fingers over his cock. It felt harder than I expected somehow, but was still soft and smooth. He shivered as I wrapped my fingers around him gently, and I started stroking his dick from base to tip.He sat down on the bed next to me and I slid off it, kneeling between his legs as my hand continued to work. "Sure, honey." Dazed, doing things she had never dreamed of, Alice stood. "Maybe we should go upstairs to the bedroom."Patti nodded. She wanted to go out to the barn, but she held her breath. Blazer, she knew would come later. She offered her mother her hand and silently, they went upstairs."Have you ever done this with any of your friends?" Alice asked. Her head was reeling. What was happening was bizarre. She wanted Patti, her child, wanted Patti as badly as she wanted Blazer."No, Mommy,".