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Chapter 10 by wicker wicker

Let her escape?

No way

"Um, Miss Sullivan," said a student. "If we're dismissed, where do we go?"

"I don't care!" yelled Miss Sullivan covering her bra with one arm while trying to pull blouse free from where it snagged. She turned her back to the class who were still just sitting stunned despite the fact a few had sneaked their cell phones out to get their teacher's embarrassment on record. She gave the blouse a tug. I ripped free, then she stepped backwards onto the pencil that was still on the floor. he lost her balance and fell forward. She put out her hands and caught herself on the floor. Her hands were on the floor, and her butt was up in the air.

With a snap of his fingers, the button on her slacks popped off, and the seat of her slacks ripped from waistband to crotch, exposing her purple cotton French cut panties to the class. Miss Sullivan closed her eyes tightly and muttered ."This can't be happening!"

has she had enough?

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