MIn the early 2000s, we were occasional regulars at a swing club in western Pennsylvania. We didn’t go every weekend, but we did show up at least every other month, and while there were a few people that knew us, there. She winked at Noelle.After class was finished, everyone left the room. Mr. Dempsey, who was still thinking about the young pussy that was flashed at him, walked to where Tori was sitting. ‘what shall I do?’ he thought, ‘obviously I can’t fuck her or anything, I would get fired. And if I report this incident to the principal, it’s unlikely that he will believe me.’. He turned around to walk back to his desk, as his eye fell on a piece of paper on the floor. It was the note Noelle had written to.Read More
