Miss Burke poured out more wine and we sipped as she talked. She asked me if I liked seeing her and Mr S sharing love and I said that I did. She said that was good because watching and being watched by other group members was an important aspect of being...

Miss Burke returned to the bedroom carrying a tray with a decanter and two glasses.“Here,” she offered a glass. “It’s ginger wine. It will restore and reinvigorate you.” She sat on the bed alongside me and took a long draft from her glass. I sipped and wa...

Miss Burke collected me in her car at noon and we drove across the city towards her home.“I have been thinking about you,” she said.Shifting in her seat she drew up her skirt, driving one handed.“Look, Thinking about you makes me wet.”She was bare legged....

The afternoon passed in a blur. I had two further lessons but managed no more than to stare at text books through them both and saw nothing but images of Miss Burke’s heaving breasts. At the four o’clock bell I made my way back to her class room. She told...

Miss Burke handed me my essay. It was marked at 90% in red pen with a note to see her after class. The class room emptied at the sound of the bell and for a minute or so she tidied up, filling a huge bag with school books. I stood waiting at her desk watc...