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Frank Abignale
He moved from her room, leaving her to sleep, still wondering if it was he who was dreaming. His body ached from the exertion, and the sun was rising...how long had he stayed there?
The school grounds were all but empty at this hour, and Frank immediately set to task...picking up where he left off, sleepless, and not minding.
And yet, even as the sun rose, and his hammer set to fixing a broken fencepost nearby the school's eastern wing, he heard the soft clicks of heels against the battered cobblestones.
"Good morning, Frank." came the voice, cheery and yet not, fighting with thoughts he could not see.
He recognized it as the teacher, Pensignton...Pennington? He couldn't remember her last name, he knew her only by the cries he heard from Professor Dean's office. Amanda-Jane...
Oh, yes, he knew many of the staff's dirty secrets. It was a benefit of being the invisible hand, the man that kept things working, and the man they all ignored. He paused, the hammer being rested against the ground, and rose up quietly.
Powerful, he dwarfed her feminine frame, and was younger than her as well. Not yet twenty-five, vibrant and strong in his youth. His muscles well worked from an entire summer of disciplined routine, time spent planning and doting. The confidence fell from his body in waves, and he seemed to offer it freely.
His voice was commanding when he responded, searching her eyes with his, waiting to see what he found. She would notice his stare, cobalt hues sharp and invading...cornering her for a moment. "Good indeed, Professor."
He moved from her room, leaving her to sleep, still wondering if it was he who was dreaming. His body ached from the exertion, and the sun was rising...how long had he stayed there?
The school grounds were all but empty at this hour, and Frank immediately set to task...picking up where he left off, sleepless, and not minding.
And yet, even as the sun rose, and his hammer set to fixing a broken fencepost nearby the school's eastern wing, he heard the soft clicks of heels against the battered cobblestones.
"Good morning, Frank." came the voice, cheery and yet not, fighting with thoughts he could not see.
He recognized it as the teacher, Pensignton...Pennington? He couldn't remember her last name, he knew her only by the cries he heard from Professor Dean's office. Amanda-Jane...
Oh, yes, he knew many of the staff's dirty secrets. It was a benefit of being the invisible hand, the man that kept things working, and the man they all ignored. He paused, the hammer being rested against the ground, and rose up quietly.
Powerful, he dwarfed her feminine frame, and was younger than her as well. Not yet twenty-five, vibrant and strong in his youth. His muscles well worked from an entire summer of disciplined routine, time spent planning and doting. The confidence fell from his body in waves, and he seemed to offer it freely.
His voice was commanding when he responded, searching her eyes with his, waiting to see what he found. She would notice his stare, cobalt hues sharp and invading...cornering her for a moment. "Good indeed, Professor."
Sweetp4u
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Moni
Dressed and pressed, it was time to meet the 'teachers' and get through the first day. Checking my reflection in the mirror, I knew I looked the part of an innocent school girl..
What a fucking laugh.
Perhaps I would stop by sometime today and say hello to Professor Dean.. And maybe not.
Bag in hand and sunglasses firmly on my face I left the dorms and started across the court yard to the main buildings.
"Good morning Frank.." I walked a distance behind one of the teachers and would have kept on going except I couldn't resist commenting.
"You know.. you really should keep it down. I could hear the both of you in my room for quite some time.." Giving him a little wicked grin, I strolled off to let him ponder those thoughts.
Dressed and pressed, it was time to meet the 'teachers' and get through the first day. Checking my reflection in the mirror, I knew I looked the part of an innocent school girl..
What a fucking laugh.
Perhaps I would stop by sometime today and say hello to Professor Dean.. And maybe not.
Bag in hand and sunglasses firmly on my face I left the dorms and started across the court yard to the main buildings.
"Good morning Frank.." I walked a distance behind one of the teachers and would have kept on going except I couldn't resist commenting.
"You know.. you really should keep it down. I could hear the both of you in my room for quite some time.." Giving him a little wicked grin, I strolled off to let him ponder those thoughts.
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The evening spent with Dyanna was quite the pleasure for the exotic young beauty’s appetites where a match for the Dean’s She was wild, sensual, seductive and when she made love no matter what form it took she was demanding and yet held nothing back in her giving of pleasure.
The dawn was just breaking as she seductively dawned her school uniform
“Miss Trentas Am I sure you will be quite a success here at St Martian’s.”
One last sensual Kiss before He gathered his letter of resignation, and made his way back to his residence.
Ingrid’s room was empty, the girl fled. Slowly Dr. Jonathan Windsor bathed and dressed for the day. Dressed, pressed and once again the epitome of the respectable Head master he pressed the intercom.
“I have a letter for you the board of trustees, see that it is delivered in time for their meeting a t 2PM today.”
The dye was now cast and Dr. Jonathan Windsor made his preparation to turn over the reigns to Amanda Jane
The dawn was just breaking as she seductively dawned her school uniform
“Miss Trentas Am I sure you will be quite a success here at St Martian’s.”
One last sensual Kiss before He gathered his letter of resignation, and made his way back to his residence.
Ingrid’s room was empty, the girl fled. Slowly Dr. Jonathan Windsor bathed and dressed for the day. Dressed, pressed and once again the epitome of the respectable Head master he pressed the intercom.
“I have a letter for you the board of trustees, see that it is delivered in time for their meeting a t 2PM today.”
The dye was now cast and Dr. Jonathan Windsor made his preparation to turn over the reigns to Amanda Jane
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Marcus
He eyed her up and down, again.
He made his face stern. "Breaking curfew is a serious infraction. I think, you and I should further this discussion in the morning, Dear Ingrid. I'll expect to see you there bright and early. Am I understood?"
She nodded at him.
"Good. Come. I'll escort you to your room."
She walked in front of him, giving him ample opportunity to stare at her ass, and legs. Yes... he would enjoy getting this one on her back...
After leaving her at her room, Marcus returned to his, and slept a long relaxing sleep.
In the morning, he rose, showered, and made his way to his office, wearing a sweater, and khahi pants. He decided to dispense with the underwear today. They only seemed to get in the way.
He eyed her up and down, again.
He made his face stern. "Breaking curfew is a serious infraction. I think, you and I should further this discussion in the morning, Dear Ingrid. I'll expect to see you there bright and early. Am I understood?"
She nodded at him.
"Good. Come. I'll escort you to your room."
She walked in front of him, giving him ample opportunity to stare at her ass, and legs. Yes... he would enjoy getting this one on her back...
After leaving her at her room, Marcus returned to his, and slept a long relaxing sleep.
In the morning, he rose, showered, and made his way to his office, wearing a sweater, and khahi pants. He decided to dispense with the underwear today. They only seemed to get in the way.
Asa
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~Dyanna~
*Purrs at the kiss and getting back into her school Uniform she smiled to him*
Perhaps we can meet again before you resign then Dean
*winks nipping at his lips before he left. Once dressed she quickly made her way to her dorm room to prepare for class*
*Purrs at the kiss and getting back into her school Uniform she smiled to him*
Perhaps we can meet again before you resign then Dean
*winks nipping at his lips before he left. Once dressed she quickly made her way to her dorm room to prepare for class*
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