”Stacey just nodded, “Yeah, me too.”“But who knows?” Becky said walking away, then looking over her shoulder, added, “If the opportunity p...resents itself, I may just jump his bones!”Stacey watched her walk away. “Me, too,” she whispered to herself.***Stacey got home to an empty house. She dropped her book bag on the couch and plopped down beside it. She turned on the TV, but almost immediately turned it back off. She was too involved in her thoughts and decided she needed silence to think this. She got dressed, took a black feather duster and descended the stairs verycarefully, trying to keep her balance after each step. Dr. Harding lookedabsorbed in the reading of his magazine but every time she wasn’t looking athim, she could feel his eyes glued on her back. So, she started cleaningvase after vase, assuming lewd stances which would give him an ample view ofher amazing curves.She would completely bend over, bringing the upper body in a horizontalposition, and dust the vases. She was pissing, wanking with anything that came to hand, Dildos up her arse, you name it she seemed to like doing it.One question on my mind was the size of her camel toe almost winking at me. It was really big. ‘I know you like showing off Liz but one question, why are your fanny lips so big? Don’t take this the wrong way by that camel toe you have been showing off is lovely. What do you do?’ ‘Well Clive, hopefully you will find this out. I have been blessed with an above averagely sized clit. What the hell is going on?” “You will find out in good time. Do not talk to anyone.” She looked at me searchingly. “Do not leave the premises. Stay here in your office.” She stumped out on her thick soled shoes and I heard the lock turn in the door as she closed it behind her. I lifted my ‘phone but it was dead. I picked my mobile off the desk and found I had no signal. I sat in my chair and surveyed the mess she had left behind. The two women spoke in Russian. It was two days later and.