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Lesson for teacherYou see… I…" "Nonsense, my dear," Crane slipped his hand under Valerie's arm in a fatherly fashion and walked down the steps with her. He could feel the full roundness of the side of her breast brushing the back of his hand as he held her firmly. "No teacher ever turns down an offer for help. You certainly need help for the playground. I should think a male attendant would be most suitable… all children need a good strong male image. Particularly since my records show that many of these children come from Welfare homes without fathers." Valerie was trembling violently now and the feel of Crane's strong masculine hand gripping her upper arm and brushing the side of her breast was like a burn that raged through her skin. His eyes were turned on her and they had turned from stern employer looks to frank sexual stares that followed the outline of her body appraisingly. It was as though he were a Jekyll and Hyde and had simply turned off the strictly business superintendent in favor of a male animal who scented a new quarry. She shuddered ...» |
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