It was OK and so just before 4, I was knocking on her door. ‘I’m sorry Sir’ she cried, ‘I just got carried away fantasing about you …….. She didn’t seem to have a bra on under her shirt but I didn’t have much time to look at the top half. She was lying on the bed wearing a short navy blue pleated skirt which was pulled up round her waist, a white cotton shirt with several buttons undone and a blue and red striped school tie. What a sight! Monday
Arrived at the office after a routinely dull weekend to find a certain lady not at her desk and remembered that she had told me on Friday that she had taken the week off to attend to some personal matters. one of those with a sloping lid, a ceramic ink pot let into the top and an attached bench seat.