She can still turn the table

"**** and special control, uh? I can play this game." Sarah quickly regains her colf blood and grabs the hand of Amanda caressing her painties:<<You are going to fire me? Before or after having **** me?>> The headteacher freezes, then gulps realizing she hurried too much. Sarah Is the first prey rexisting the ****-or-pleasure tactic. Sarah grins and pushes away Amanda's hand from her face.

<<Very well...>> Amanda hisses:<<I've made a misstep, tough one...>><<You bet, girl. I love this game as much as you. But I am at advantage, now.>> The headteacher gets up, showing off her whole natural beauty beneath the thin fabric:<<Very well Sarah. So I'll have to give you a rise, after all. I'll have to find excuses for your colleagues, too. It's going to be exhausting.>> Annoyed, the headteacher walks away from Sarah. The teacher still grins devilishly, extremely satisfied by the turn of the events.