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Chapter 40 by Manbear Manbear

Does your timid schoolgirl show up on Saturday morning?

Right at ten

I don't see Alison Friday night or Saturday morning, but I as the clock gets closer and closer to ten, I am getting hornier and hornier. I took a dose of ED meds last night and a double dose this morning so if Alison stands me up, I am going to have a big problem. Right at ten O'clock I hear the kitchen door open, and Alison's voice call out hesitantly.

“Mr. Patterson? I'm here ... I came to tell you how sorry I am.”

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Somehow, she looks even younger and more nervous than ever. I vaguely remember the sundress from September, but she had worn a light sweater over the top and I hadn't realized just how much of her skin it showed off.

“Oh, there you are Miss Miller.” I wander in from the dining room rubbing my hands together in anticipation. “I was just about to sit down and e-mail your parents.”

“Mr. Patterson, no!” Alison's shakes her head earnestly. “You can't. I'm here like you said, and I said I was sorry.” I look down at her with undisguised hunger, and Alison knows that she's what's on the menu as she bites her lip nervously.

“I think I'm going to need more of an apology than that, you little tease.”

“Are you going to spank me again, Mr. Patterson?” She looks up at me coyly, almost daring me to take her over my knee again.

“That didn't work very well last time, did it?” I trace a finger along her upper arm and see the goose bumps the light touch leaves in its wake. “When I punished like a misbehaving child, you just continued to act like a very naughty girl.” This time when my finger runs down her front it ends up in the valley between her tits and I hook the front of the dress and pull her sharply towards me. “I think this time I'm going to punish you like a man punishes a woman.” For just a split-second Alison's eyes light up, but then almost immediately she falls into her chosen role.

“But, Sir.” She reminds me, “I'm not a woman, I'm still just a silly high school student.”

“You will be by the time I'm done with you.” I warn her with a low growl, “You'll be a woman in every possible sense.”

Is this confused student as eager for this fuck as I am, or am I going to have to insist?

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