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He thighs were full and her calves had a lovely roundness to them. She had a woman's legs - not those of a typical skinny schoolgirl. I felt my cock sta

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ting me at 10.00 and it was 11.30 now. Damn this British public t

o feet away from the imposing desk. I had been informed that Miss Archer would be with me shortly. I looke

public' school before. Why was it called that? It was anything but public! But Benlow was short of a Geography teacher and the fact that I knew several languages

curricular activities, sports facilities but most importantly for me, a room on the grounds. This would suit me fine for the next year until I got back on my feet. The pay wasn't brilliant,

han boys - far more quiet and attentive. Easier. The door opened as I was woken from my thoughts. Before I could

House Master also. She explained that this involved just being the adult presence in a house of around 16 of the boarding girls, whom I would meet later. She stressed that it was up to me to ensure discipline was maintained and she gave me a look as th

any new teacher would but I think it was the fact that I was male, under 30 and reasonably handsome that surprise

nted, mainly thanks to the uniform they wore. Standard grey skirt, maroon sweater and white blouse. They could be described with the word 'neat' (as in tidy) as could the school. I fel

all. I went out quickly to find two girls (later named as Leila and Simone) hastily tidying a smashed vase. They were hot and flushed and I guessed a 'game' had gotten out of hand. I asked the usual dumb questions and got the usual dumb answers but the girls we

surprise surprise, Leila and Simone were two of the girls in the class, sitting at the back and keeping quiet for a change. At the end of roll-call (or Assembly!) I held them back and reminded them