Teacher part 2
Ms. McCall put her phone back in her bag. She turned to appraise me in my robe and pajama top. "It would be polite of you to greet her nude. She will be wearing almost nothing when she arrives." For long moments, I stared at her, barely able to breathe. Blushing crimson, I complied, slipping my robe and top off. Ms. McCall indicated with her eyes that I could put my robe back on. The waiting seemed interminable. I glanced at Ms. McCall; she was looking at her watch. I heard a car driving up our...
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