She moaned
. A stainless steel table with restraints.
. "Mike Bronson, I haven't seen you in years, how have you been, you sure seem to be looking well," asked a feminine voice? Mike turned around to find his senior high English teacher standing there with a glass of punch in her hand and after extending his hand replied "I’m fine Miss Rogers, and I might say the same for you, you look just the same as the day I graduated!!!” “Thank you,” the buxom teacher replied while turning a little red in the cheeks, “shall we take a walk, it’s pretty noisy in here!?!” Both of them sipped their punch as they walked through the deserted halls, commenting about old times as they passed by the different rooms. Mike Bronson turned the corner off main street and headed out on Elm Street to the high school he had graduated from some fifteen years ago
She moaned
. A stainless steel table with restraints.
. "Mike Bronson, I haven't seen you in years, how have you been, you sure seem to be looking well," asked a feminine voice? Mike turned around to find his senior high English teacher standing there with a glass of punch in her hand and after extending his hand replied "I’m fine Miss Rogers, and I might say the same for you, you look just the same as the day I graduated!!!” “Thank you,” the buxom teacher replied while turning a little red in the cheeks, “shall we take a walk, it’s pretty noisy in here!?!” Both of them sipped their punch as they walked through the deserted halls, commenting about old times as they passed by the different rooms. Mike Bronson turned the corner off main street and headed out on Elm Street to the high school he had graduated from some fifteen years ago
She moaned
. A stainless steel table with restraints.
. "Mike Bronson, I haven't seen you in years, how have you been, you sure seem to be looking well," asked a feminine voice? Mike turned around to find his senior high English teacher standing there with a glass of punch in her hand and after extending his hand replied "I’m fine Miss Rogers, and I might say the same for you, you look just the same as the day I graduated!!!” “Thank you,” the buxom teacher replied while turning a little red in the cheeks, “shall we take a walk, it’s pretty noisy in here!?!” Both of them sipped their punch as they walked through the deserted halls, commenting about old times as they passed by the different rooms. Mike Bronson turned the corner off main street and headed out on Elm Street to the high school he had graduated from some fifteen years ago
