Welcome to St. Martin's

[DeliciousMaiden]

Elizabeth Harrington

Elizabeth watched her new friend in confusion.
First she had scared her by talking of corruption ... people who wanted to control the school ... then in the next breath it was all OK and not that bad ... Elizabeth did not know what to think.

"Shopping ... sure ... though ... it's not something I do much of.
We have to wear uniform all the time here ... and I'll not be going anywhere in the holidays so ... why bother?"

She spoke softly, too worried about Moni's earlier revelations to keep the usual guard on what she said.
Friendship had its merits ... but ... could it get her into trouble.
It certainly had made her aware of things that ... really were not her business.

She picked up her book and shrugged almost in dismissal.

"Weren't you off somewhere earlier...?"

She didn't want to be rude, but Elizabeth was rapidly finding that solitude was much less ... worrying ... than this embullient girl's offered friendship.

"I guess I should study my timetable ... I can't even remember what my first class is tomorrow ... "

Class and timetables and studying ... these were what Elizabeth knew about ... what she felt safe with.

And yet ... as she thought of the Headmaster, no doubt standing up giving his welcoming speech to the assembled party at "tea", she could not help playing some of Moni's accusations through her mind.
But of course ... she must be wrong ... but ... deep down Elizabeth knew Moni spoke the truth; a most disturbing truth.
Elizabeth sighed deeply, her book hanging limply from her fingers.
School had been her only refuge.
Hard work her only path to sanity.
Would she be able to lose herself in study again, having been given such a warning?

 

[Sweetp4u]

Moni

"Okay.. lighten up a little Elizabeth. You are much to young to have a heart attack..... besides knowledge is power." I smiled brightly and rose from the bed.

"I think you need some relaxation.. I will be right back." Vanishing out of Elizabeth's room, I entered mine and pulled out a baggy from between the matresses.

Smiling wickedly, I grabbed the papers and ran back towards Elizabeth's room. Stopping a second, I again heard some noise coming from the bathroom.

Curious, I carefully and quietly pushed open the bathroom door enough to peek inside. Eyes widening a little, I spotted our 'dear' handyman and a fellow student.

Him too? Jesus..

Letting the door close, I entered Elizabeth's room and dangled the bag. "Now... no pressure or anything, but you'll like this if you try it.. Only a little mind you. Don't want to become addicted or fry your brain.." I could see she was studying the bag with interest.

Sighing, I sat down and rolled a fat joint. Hunting through my pockets I found a lighter and lit it up. Inhaling, I held it a moment before letting the smoke out, instantly my head was spinning. Giggling I offered her some.

"Just one hit, try it and thats it.. If you dont like it, no more. deal? Come on Elizabeth.." I whined at her with a cheesy grin, "Just once? I bet you wear school regulation underwear too huh?" I giggled again with the idea. Who stuck to wearing simple cotton briefs when there were so many colors and material's to be worn? Elizabeth by the looks of things...

 

[cgraven]

" Of course Sir”..............“The figures speak for themselves I think; here are the end of semester grades for my faculties form students, as well as personal development files on all my drama students...”

Dr. Jonathan Windsor smiled as Amanda laid out her papers and was so very professional in her presentation of last semester’s performance. He tented his fingers before his face and puffed on his long stemmed pipe looking half like "Gandalf” and half like a wicked old gnome.

"Amanda very interesting my dear but I wish to evaluate your performance."

A flick of a switch and sultry music filled his sedate office.

"Ah the drama of the dance Ms. Kensington, so sensual so erotic and so very classical."

Again that infamous little half smile of his as his eyes met and held hers.

"Salome and the dance of the seven vales the first recorded striptease; how delightful it must have been!"

He leaned back in his chair and patted the top of his desk.

"Ms. Kensington you may dance for me now."

Dr. Jonathan Windsor did so enjoy making Amanda perform for him and he had never been disappointed in her performances, Ms. Kensington was a vibrant sexual and quite erotic creature with needs almost as deep and compelling as his own. He would make her perform that use her body in its sweet sensual perfection till she was once again bathed in sweat and moaning and whimpering for more. He could hardly wait to see what her imagination would come up with.

 

[Paendragon]

Marcus

He left Amanda's office after getting himself together, class lists in hand. It was a nice way to start the day, all in all, and hopefully only the first surprise in a long list of them. He wasn't really looking where he was going, just stopping long enough to smile at a few of the more... promising... students in his classes, and to acknowledge the shy smiles from a few more.

So... our good Headmaster has it in mind to sample our newest import, does he? No matter. There are plenty of other... opportunities.

He nearly dropped his lists when he turned a corner, and in the process of catching them, walked right into a group of young students standing in the hall. The lists went everywhere, and he cursed, rather loudly.

"Excuse me ladies... I should have been paying attention." He bent over to grab the lists closest to him. And the girls rushed to grab the rest. Eventually he had the roll stacked precariously in his hands again. "Thank you, ladies..." He flashed his best grin, and walked away.

Before long he was lost in his notes again, and realized he had made a wrong turn. He looked right, and left, and only saw door upon door of apartments.

"Fuck."

He turned left, for once keeping his eyes where he was going.

Then he smelled it. And smiled. Marijuana?

Somewhere, nearby, were some very, naughty, girls....

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Elizabeth Harrington

"Okay.. lighten up a little Elizabeth. You are much to young to have a heart attack..... besides knowledge is power."

Elizabeth shrugged.
She had decided knowledge is not what she wanted.

"I think you need some relaxation.. I will be right back."

Before Elizabeth could stop her, Moni had slipped off the bed and out of her room. She sighed wishing her neighbour would just give up on her and leave ... ungrateful though it seemed. She was not used to being ...sociable .. certainly not with someone as outgoing as Moni.

Elizabeth opened her mouth to explain her feelings as Moni returned, but she had no chance to protest, before Moni invited:

"Now... no pressure or anything, but you'll like this if you try it.. Only a little mind you. Don't want to become addicted or fry your brain.."

Elizabeth guessed what the contents of the bag were.
Her suspicions were confirmed as she watched Moni roll and light the cigarette-llike object.
Moni held it out to her and Elizabeth hesitated.
Hell, she didn't even smoke... and drugs... the idea scared her.

"Just one hit, try it and thats it.. If you dont like it, no more. deal? Come on Elizabeth.."

Still she stayed immobile eyeing the joint as if it was going to bite her.

"Just once?
I bet you wear school regulation underwear too huh?"

Elizabeth blushed and reached out for the "cigarette".
Moni was laughing ... but not AT her ... she just seemed a happy-go-lucky girl ... everything Elizabeth was not.

Elizabeth put the thing to her mouth and tried to work out how to smoke it. She inhaled ... coughed ... and tried again.
This time she joined in with the other girl's laughter.
The tension broken, Elizabeth let Moni instruct her on how to smoke it.

"Shhhh..."

Elizabeth admonished, a wide grin on her face as she began to feel ... different certainly ...
Moni seemed to find her warnings hilarious and soon the two girls were trying to stifle giggles, passing the joint back and forth between the two of them ...

 

[Sweetp4u]

Moni

My hair was in tangles, my face was more than red because I could feel the heat. Tears ran down my eyes as I cradled my side with one arm and held the joint in the other.

"Shhhhhh!" Elizabeth again was shushing me but the faces she kept making! Good lord! I couldn't seem to stop giggling!

"I'm trying!" I gasped out. "ok.. Ok... STOP!" I whispered rather loudly as I waves the air clear of lingering smoke clouds and took another hit.. I had lost count but damn this shit was potent!

"Granny panties! That's..." I exhaled and coughed once before grinned, "They are! Oooo look at me.. I am sooo sex-ay in my grann-ay panties.." I wiggled my butt on the bed and burst out laughing as Elizabeth took the joint.

"Can you believe!" I giggled again, falling back on the bed..The room was spinning oh so nicely.. "That they expect us young women... to wear.. diapers!" I burst out laughing and rolled to my side, "owie.." It hurt, but damn picturing those underwear they issued to us! My lord they covered up to our belly buttons!

"Oh we're going to have some serious fun this year...." I chuckled again, I could seriously feel my hair growing!

"Ok, you gotta touch my head..." I spoke so seriously, Elizabeth burst out laughing.
"No, serious! my hair is like.. growing or some shit.. Too funny!" I laughed again, then clamped a hand over my mouth to stop.. It just wasn't working!

"Shit.. They're fuckin' next door, we're gigglin in here.. while the prudes have tea!" I groaned, my face was definitely going to hurt from all this laughing..

"Stop making faces!" I giggled harder, worried a moment that it would never stop.. Then as quickly as it started, it stopped..

"Im hungry.." I sat up and said straight faced almost a full minute before I grinned and laughed once more.

 

[Moonbright]

Ms. Amanda Jane Kensington & Dr. Jonathan Windsor

"Ms. Kensington you may dance for me now." said Dr. Jonathan Windsor.

Hmmmmm… so he does want to play after all!--horny old devil thought Amanda as she returned his half smile and cleared the papers from his desk. Already, she was licking her lips and moving in sultry time to the music.

“Your wish is my pleasure,” she pouted as she moved around to the back of the desk beside Dr. Windsor’s plush leather chair, bending forward and whispering into his ear, “SsssSirrr”. She slowly allowed her gown to fall to the floor behind her.

Amanda then began to delicately undo the buttons of her white silk blouse from the top, looking up at him from under her long lashes; one… two… three… stopping once her ample bosom began to spill out.

She stood up straight and placed one knee onto his desk, causing her skirt to ride up showing him a tease of darkness, and then the other; crawling slowly to the middle of the desk, her head tilted around to give him that sultry look that made his knees tremble.

She crawled around to face him and flicked her tongue out before tipping her upper lip with it and rising to her feet. Her body began to slither and shimmer in a manner that would befit an Egyptian princess; her hands disguising her face, then revealing, her shoulder’s shimmering and her belly writhing.

Fluttering her hands over her tummy and around to her back she unbuttoned her skirt and slid the zip down. She held on to the undone material and danced around, to face away from him, her hips leading the way, before flicking both arms to the side allowing her skirt to slither down to the desk where she promptly kicked it across the room.

Dr. Windsor was now treated to the sight of Amanda’s naked, suspender-clad ass gyrating in front of him. She slithered the hem of her blouse up, down, and around, exposing and teasing in turn. Turning back to him she held the silk down to cover her naked, neatly trimmed pussy before she began to un-veil and re-veil it enticingly. Holding it just below breast level she began to belly dance once more, exposing ripple upon ripple of firm, fleshy belly--and revealing pelvic thrust.

The shirt was unbuttoned from the bottom up to the middle before it slid down her arms and hit the desk. The front fastening bustier was the last to go; still rolling her pelvis she began to unhook it from the top, her breasts spilling out and bobbing erect and full, and the bustier fell.

Amanda raised her arms over her head and began full body rolls--starting at the pelvis and rippling through her tummy, thrusting her breasts out and flinging her head back causing the hair pins to go flying, and her long raven hair to fly out and whip her back.

Amanda danced for some time until she was perspiring from head to toe; her whole body glistened slick fragrance covering her delicious nakedness, and glowing with heat. She dropped to her knees, thighs apart onto the desk. Pools of sweat and juice mixed with Marcus’ cum dripped down her thighs onto the antique oak.

Still shimmying she held out for Dr. Windsor’s hand which he obliged her with and she placed his fingers in her slit and slowly stroked them upwards. She raised his hand to her face allowing him to see the glistening juices coating his fingers and she began to lick them, one… by… one…

Moaning now as she swirled her tongue around his fingers, licking then sucking them, she began to pant. Her eyes bored into his with a dark, dangerous, delicious longing as she placed his hand onto her breasts and inserted her own finger into her cunt, a loud throaty squeal escaping her lips.

...and I'll have someone's head for this... oh yes... I will... no woman can bring Jonathan pleasure like I do, not her, not anyone... thought Amanda as she took his hand from her breast and slid it down her slick tummy to slither in the sopping wetness that was his pleasure.

 

[cgraven]

Sultry, seductive, and erotic to the core, Dr. Jonathan Windsor watched Amanda Kensington dance for him. She was a seductress of the first order the way she moved the tilt of her head the way she ran the tip of her tongue over her full ripe lips, even her selection of stocking and garter belt a touch of the erotic each move promising a man wildness desires each glance and a man saw paradise in her soft eyes.

Amanda was a series of contradictions , dark raven hair shimmering mid-night blue black, soft ivory skin, her eyes so soft and innocent her body a sinful garden of delight.

Jonathan dragged her from the desk, his fingers still moist from Amanda’s sweet pussy, her sensual sucking mouth and she was there between his legs those soft innocent eyes looking up at him and it was like the first time allover again.

“Amanda there are better things to suckle than my fingers you little Vixen.”

He bent down and claimed her sweet mouth a kiss that reveled that even though there was a touch of snow in his ginger fringe there still was a fire in his belly a fire for the fair Miss Kensington.

He smiled as Amanda’s head bent forward and her silken, raven tresses cascade down to brush his groin.

“Amanda you do please me Chere.”

 

[Paendragon]

James Marcus Dean

Marcus followed his nose, so to speak, right up to a doorway. He smiled to himself when the heard the laughter come from the other side. It sounds like they are already having fun...

He thought about just walking in, but decided against it. As part of the charter, and suspected illegal activity would allow a search by the faculty. As long as the search was supervised, and warranted by some sort of reasonable cause.

Perhaps a bit of a warning... something to put them at ease.

He knocked gently.

"Ladies, this is Professor Dean. Please open the door. And perhaps I won't call security."

 

[Moonbright]

Miss Kenisngton & Dr. Windsor

Amanda raised her head to look Dr Windsor in the eye and whispered hoarsely,
"votre plaisir est mon plaisir, " and began to loosen his braces and undo his trouser buttons. She lowered herself until she knelt but a breath away from his escaped cock with her eyes still fixed on his.

"Vous voudriez le falatio?" she breathed, and without waiting for an answer lowered her head as if to kiss his cock before abruptly raising it again to murmur, "Monsieur..." and a very large smile played about her lips as she began to lick and kiss her way over every inch of his cock and balls before finally taking him into her mouth in one smooth motion of plush lips over taut skin and indeed, she began to fuck him with her mouth.

Soft, firm, regular strokes; incessant, unforgiving and oh-so-sweet. She fucked his cock with her luscious mouth until she felt him building up to spill and then stopped. She kissed it goodbye as she slithered up his body, taking her time to undo his tie and shirt, running her fingers thorough his chest hair while she gave him time to return from the brink of release.

She raised one limber leg and slid it up the outside of his and drew close, feeling his cock bouncing against her belly and kissed him, their mouths crushed together in a delicious full-blooded basal kiss whereupon she steered Dr. Windsor backwards and knelt over him on his chair, her forehead meeting his and her hair spilling down his back.

She presented her breasts to his face as she placed one stocking-clad, heal-shoed foot on either side of his hips, and squatted over him inviting him to indulge himself.

 

[Sweetp4u]

Moni

"Ladies, this is Professor Dean. Please open the door. And perhaps I won't call security." The voice was enough to give me heart failure!

"Oh my god!" I squeaked out as quietly as I could. "give me that!" I grabbed it from her and tossed it out the window.

"Just a second professor!" I stumbled towards the door, trying to find a place to hide the baggy! I couldn't leave it in anything of Elizabeth's.. Damn!

Looking down, I stuffed it as carefully as my shaking hands would allowe down the front of my shirt. I grabbed the handle and unlocked it, flattening the bag with my other hand and then with on motion I opened the door and put my other hand on my hip.

"Umm.. Professor Dean..." I flushed hotly, staring up at him for the longest moment before I could collect my thoughts enough not to laugh or cry. "Wh-what brings you here?" I cleared my throat, damn He was bringing down my high!

"You do know this is a girls dorm right?" I blocked him from entering but he pushed himself past me anyway. Sighing, I shut the door and turned to see him eyeing Elizabeth and then me.

 

[DeliciousMaiden]

Elizabeth Harrington

Elizabeth's eyes flew to the door at the sound of knocking.

"Ladies, this is Professor Dean. Please open the door. And perhaps I won't call security."

She watched Moni's panicked response and heard her reply.

"Oh my god! Give me that!
Just a second professor!"

Elizabeth pouted in protest as Moni tore the tiny ciggy from her fingers.
For some reason the sight of her new friend moving in a frenzy around the room was hilarious.
The sight of Moni stuffing the stuff down her shirt made Elizabeth collapse back on the bed a hand to her mouth trying to suppress the inevitable laughter.
Her mirth was not helped by Moni's glares and urgent shushing.

Holding her breath, Elizabeth managed a semi-straight face as Moni yanked the door open.

"Umm.. Professor Dean... Wh-what brings you here
You do know this is a girls dorm right?" "

Elizabeth tried not to giggle.
Before she realised it the teacher was in the room.
She saw him look down at her and only half realised that her usual pristine appearance was looking a bit ... mussed ... at best.
His attention turned to Moni and Elizabeth hazarded a giggled, which she turned into an unconvincing cough.

"Evening Professor Dean ..."

She uttered struggling upright,her skirt riding high at her thighs.
She opened her mouth to say more, but seeing Moni's expression shut it tightly.
Her dazed eyes looking up, not quite focusing ... a soppy smile on her face.

She tried not to think about the fact that she and Moni were about to be caught smoking drugs ... a first ... and on her first day back.
She closed her eyes willing the laughter not to bubble forth again.

 

[cgraven]

Miss Kensington & Dr. Windsor

Amanda Kensington voice was a soft sensual purr.

"votre plaisir est mon plaisir,………………………………. "Vous voudriez le falatio?"

Her hands diligent as ever as Amanda worked at his trousers, there was no need for an answer as they both knew what pleased him her merely lifted her chin with a single finger. His lips brushed hers in the tender of kisses the back of his hand caressed her cheek.

“ Chere vous eter mon plaisir”

"Monsieur..."

That devilish smile of Amanda’s her lips full ripe tempting. Her kisses hot firry passionate, her tongue, teasing pleasing, and maddeningly delightful. No woman Jonathan had every met nor trained could do falatio better than Amanda. Long regular strokes the woman could make love to a man with her mouth that would temp the very angels of heaven to sin. His mind went back to the first days of Ms. Amanda Kensington at St Martian’s she had been so young and innocent but such a willing pupil.

There kiss wild primeval, wanton, lustful, erotic and so much more Amanda full ripe proud breasts offered for his pleasure her hair cascading down his back, she straddles his lap like a wanton slut eager to please her master.

Jonathan capturing her hands, pinning them to the small of her back, thrusting up into Amada’s waiting pussy, his mouth claiming her succulent breasts.

Kisses, tonguing, playful nips, his tongue rolls her torrid nipple along the roof of his mouth, the sensitive bud now griped in his teeth he inhales deeply drawing a cool stream of air across Amanda’s feverous nipple and he is buried deep in her waiting vagina riding her like the thoroughbred she truly is.

 

[Moonbright]

Amanda (Floozy) & Jonathan Windsor

Jonathan was a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Beneath his civil and dignified demeanour he was as a caged wild animal finally let loose, the ferocity of his sexual bite--once he had been taunted appropriately--was unsurpassed in it’s ability to free every latent passion in his mate.

Amanda Kensington threw back her head and growled as Jonathan pinned her arms behind her back and drove himself simultaneously into her core. His hungry mouth feeding on her heaving breasts she rode her hungry beast of a man with a vigour and ferocity usually reserved for gymnastics.

The way men fuck is infinitely more important than their age, looks, affluence or anything else for that matter. And as Jonathan and Amanda proved that afternoon; when two animals meet everything else falls away. There is just pure-untamed-fuck-lust.

She continued to ride with him; hard, firm, regular, bucking deep into her core. His grip became firmer holding her arms behind her back, driving her wild as her entire body danced on him and she growled out her desire as she savagely kissed him, drawing blood and savouring the taste as she licked his lips clean. Her muscular thighs continued to support her as she rode him like the thorough-bred she was.

 

[cgraven]

The taking of Amanda

Her head throne back Amanda abandoned her self to the moment and she rode Jonathan like a wild beast. Almost any man could bring out the tigress in Amanda Kensington but few could bring her the wild sexual release that Jonathan could. He held her hands bound behind her, leaving the wild beauty only her hungering grasping sex to express her need, and those perfect with teeth. He could taste the cooper blood of his lip, her bite as even now her sensual tongue licked him clean. His mouth claimed hers in a savage kiss a kiss that demanded all from the beauty that wildly rode him, his tongue raped her mouth then it was a tender lover, coaxing her to come play in his.

Dr. Windsor controlled the pace of his penetration he would almost slip from her before plunging ever deeper into the ravenous beauty, he would coax at least three orgasms from her before allowing himself the luxury of cuming. Expertly he built one orgasm on another till Amanda Kensington was engulfed in savage ecstasy, only then did he climax, deep inside the spent beauty he so loved.

He held her in his arms as she nearly collapsed on his shoulder.

“Why Ms. Kensington I do believe your performance this year is even better than last year.”

Again his mouth claimed hers, in a most primeval kiss, a kiss laced with white hot passion. The Grandfather clock just outside his study struck 2 o’clock. Reluctantly he broke that savage kiss.

“Amanda I am afraid we must get ready for the tea, though I much rather enjoy your delightful charms my dear.”

He paused gone was the wild lover, in his place was the aging Dean of St, Martians.

“Ms Kensington ensure our little Swedish exchange student is present and also make sure she has something in her drink to Make her sleep, to dream very naughty dreams, well at least she will think they are dreams.”

Another kiss and a slap to her well rounded derrière

“Amanda keep a close eye on Monique Chandlers she has demonstrated that she is much to smart for her own good and I feel that she may cause troubles.”

 

[Moonbright]

Amanda lay in Jonathans arms, her head resting on his shoulder as her shaking body began to calm, they kissed once more then the clock struck two. She knew it was time to prepare for tea and reluctantly crawled from his lap, her legs giving way slightly as she endeavoured to stand, still catching her breath.

“Ms Kensington ensure our little Swedish exchange student is present and also make sure she has something in her drink to Make her sleep, to dream very naughty dreams, well at least she will think they are dreams.” instructed Dr. Windsor as she recovered her clothes and stepped into his wash room.

He stood watching her from the doorway as she squatted over the bowl of soapy water she had prepared and began to wash herself.

“I’ll call in to see her now Sir, and find out what she prefers to drink” and she dressed and moved back into the office to recover her papers as he slapped her arse.

She smiled at him then he cautioned her about Moni.

“yes I’ve been giving her some thought myself, she is a very clever girl, and becoming more brazen with experience. I think perhaps we should try and nip any trouble in the bud before it starts… a severe punishment might be in order. A quick sharp shock might keep her quiet for a while longer. I’ll await your instruction.”

“See you at tea Sir” and she gently snaked her hand around to the back of his neck to lightly brush her lips against his, and with a flourish she was gone.

Amanda made her way directly to Ingrid’s room, knocked and entered to find the girl sitting on her bed swinging her legs looking forlorn. She was a pretty creature indeed, as young as they come, the pigtails adding to the innocence, blonde too… Jonathan would like that, as would Marcus, pity she couldn’t hand her straight over to her counterparts’ care, Marcus would enjoy this little princess.

“Hello Ingrid,” Amanda addressed the girl “Miss Kensington, I will be your private tutor for this year… welcome to St. Martins.”

She beamed as she offered her hand to the girl. Oh, this is going to be fun she thought.

 

[Frambois]

Ingrid

warm sun, bare legs and freedom, running in the grass with my friend Adele, carefree, giggling as we talked of boys and

“Hello Ingrid, Miss Kensington, I will be your private tutor for this year… welcome to St. Martins.”

Her voice broke my dream, jumping up with a start I turn to see a teacher in a flowing gown, she is tall and very glamourous, almost like a film star compared to all the women I have met.

She has a dark skirt and white blouse just like I have, but on her they look so, so grown up.

"Miss, miss Kenington, hello, I,m, I mean my name is Ingrid, I did not know where to go, is it all right to be here?"

She is smiling, her eyes sparkly, her teeth so white, so perfect, tall with long legs in dark stockings and shiny shoes. I feel so awkward, I wish I could be like some of the other girls, or like Miss, did I get her name wrong? Oh, I can feel my cheeks hot with a blush, I just can't stop myself, my shyness, I can think only that I am not sure what her name is.

I just stand there, brushing and tugging at my skirt, wishing it was longer and that my legs were not quite so bare.

 

[Moonbright]

Miss Kensington & Ingrid

"Hello Ingrid. You are in the right place, don't worry sweetie" and Miss Kensington gestured for her to sit back down again and sat beside her.

"So... I presume this is a big change for you. How did you find the journey? You know I've visited Sweden often, it is a beautiful country" she spoke softly to the girl endeavouring to relax her somewhat.

 

[Frambois]

Ingrid

She has such a warm, soft voice as she sat down and asked me about home, I can smell her perfume as she turns towards me, her beautiful eyes seem to look straight into me and I bend my head in embarrasment.

"It is lovely Miss, I live in the countryside many kilometers from Stockholm, papa says I will vist the city with him when I return from here"

I keep my hands folded in my lap and try not to fidget and wish that I had gone to the toilet when I had the chance.

"All my friends think I am so lucky to be here, I was supposed to go to the local convent school with my elder sister, or stay and work with papa on the farm, I"

I am babbling, slow down

 

[Moonbright]

"It sounds heavenly sweetheart, and you don't want to be going to some convent school... you should find your days at St. Martins infinitely more exciting, and the education more... rounded" Amanda moved in closer to the girl and looked her up and down. Good legs, ample breasts and fantastic large innocent eyes, excellent.

"Let me ask you a question Ingrid." and she paused "Do you have a boyfriend at home? No? I thought not"

"This may be an all girls school Ingrid but there will be no shortage of male attention. I just want you to know that I am always here to listen to you or answer any questions you might have." and she gave the girl a hug. "Now, it's almost time for tea, you'll find your regulation uniform in the wardrobe..." she trailed off, "on second thoughts stay as you are. Yes I'm sure the discrepancy will be over-looked considering the shortness of her skirt.

Amanda rose to her feet, "and try not to worry so much Ingrid, I know this is all so new but in a few weeks you'll very much be a part of our happy little family and you will hardly recognise yourself"

She was on her way out when she turned and asked nonchalantly "oh, and what do you drink Ingrid? I'll ensure we have some available."

 

[Frambois]

Ingrid

"er, m., milk I suppose or water" I blurted out to her question, my mind is racing wityh all the things she said.

"No miss, there are no boys near us" I was so embarrase at the question.

male attention? uniform - no stay as I am - male attention! drink - her eyes looking at me, especially my breasts, like a button was undone but it isnt - male attention?

 

[Moonbright]

Miss Kensington & Ingrid

"Hey it's ok sweetie, don't be so nervous." and she hugged Ingrid again "We'll have you settled in in no time, you'll meet lots of new friends at tea. 3.00pm in the dining room, just follow the other girls, everybody will be going."

She noted the look of alarm on the girls face.

"Are you alright sweetie? Is there anything you would like to ask me?" and she manouvered the girl back over to the bed and sat with her, smiling gently.

 

[Frambois]

Ingrid

It was so comforting feeling her arm around me. I can feel the warmth of her body through my blouse.

The thought of all the other girls was scary, now that I had found someone, a grown up, who was Ok and seemed to know what to do, I did not want her to go.

"I,m Ok miss, it is just so, kind of scary, all the other girls seem to know each other and where to go, I just seem to do every thing wrong. Even my clothes seem wrong, my skirt is so short like a little girls, and by blouse seems to be bursting open all the time. I saw you looking, sorry I didn't mean, its just"

I could feel the sobs start, and tried to stop them, force them back, but the harder I tried the more my shoulders shook as the tears started.

 

[Moonbright]

Miss Kensington & Ingrid

"Oh hush child... there there" Miss Kensington comforted Ingrid "It's alright, everthing is alright" and she rocked her gently.

She handed Ingrid a tissue and caressed her face wiping tears away.

"These are all normal feelings sweetheart. It's never easy to leave behind what is comfortable for unknown pastures."

She lifted her chin up looking into the girls eyes and continued.

"Anything worth having in this life is worth the struggle dear, I have found that the harder it is to move in a certain direction the better the reward. You will leave here in three years time Ingrid, and you will be a wise, confident, intelligent young woman with the world at her feet; and you will wonder who this lost little girl was."

She moved in closer to the girls face.

"Trust me" she whispered and brushed her lips across Ingrid's.

 

[Frambois]

Ingrid

I can feel her heart beating as she pulls me close, or is that thumping my own?

It is so comforting as she holds me close, her warmth, her perfume, it is like the hugs Adele used to give me as we played but different somehow 'grownup'. Adeles breasts were small, Miss's are large, like mine, and I am very aware of them as she holds my face to her upper chest, her hair tickling my cheek.

Dabbing my tears away, as she holds my chin and looks into my eyes, the sobbing melts away as her lips gently press to mine, and I feel floaty inside. I think I may love my new teacher. I hope I don't let her down, I do trust her.