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Melissa appeared from the headmistress’ room, her breathing erratic, her hair tousled, nipples still poking through her tight blouse. Beads of sweat adorned her tanned forehead. Her body was a quivering mess.Her friend, Emily, leaned against the wall, waiting for her in the corridor.There was a brief conversation in whispered tones interlaced with gasps of disbelief.“She didn’t?” Emily’s face was a picture. Eyes wide, mouth open.“Yes, she did,” Melissa nodded.“No, you’re having me on, telling porkies. I don’t believe you.”“It’s the truth, I tell you.”Emily stood upright, head tilted to one side, tongue in cheek, Beylikdüzü Escort staring at her best friend.“In three minutes flat?”Melissa nodded, “I swear, on my mother’s life.”“You little slut, what are you like?”“Hey! I’m the innocent one here.”“Innocent, my arse,” retorted Emily.“I don’t know why I’m getting all the flack here. You’re the one that passed me that note in the exam.”“Three minutes? That must be a record.”Melissa giggled causing Emily to break out in a broad grin.“Tell me what happened again? And take your time over the details.”Melissa took a deep breath.“I was called Beylikdüzü Escort Bayan into Mrs Richard’s room by her assistant. Mrs Richard was reading something as I walked towards her desk. She raised her eyes to look at me. She had a disgusted look on her face.”Melissa paused for thought, something she hadn’t connected at first, but Mrs Richard’s top two buttons on her blouse were undone. A smile broke out on her lips but Emily didn’t notice it.“Go on,” Emily prompted.She arose from her chair and marched around the table,” Melissa started to remember all the things she Escort Beylikdüzü had first missed out on, like the wobble of Mrs Richard’s breasts as she walked towards her.“She stopped in front of me to look me in the eye. Then, she told me that they take cheating seriously. I was halfway to explaining that it wasn’t all my fault when she grabbed my ponytail turned me towards the bookshelves and marched me towards them. I was on tip-toe almost all the way.”Melissa started to remember how she could feel Mrs Richard’s breast against her arm as it was strapped across the teacher’s chest.“She stopped with my nose inches from a book. She made me read it aloud, ‘Punishment for cheating: An authoritarian approach,’ then she turned me around and pushed me back towards the shelves, her hand between my chest holding me in place.”“I still can’t believe this approach by our headmistress, but go on,” Emily prompted.
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