Pete Mercer’s mind was still on the raging hard-on Paris Du Pain had caused him when he noticed a little blonde pacing towards the campus’ main entrance. The girl had to pass the administrative building on her way to the exit, so he had a pretty good view from the window of the staff room. Her face wasn’t familiar, so he was pretty sure she was one of the new arrivals. And based on the way she was speedwalking towards the main entrance, she obviously was up to mischief. Pete gulped down the last bit of coffee in his cup and excused himself.<br/><br/><strong>“Richard… <em>Miss Du Pain</em>. If you’ll excuse me, I do believe there’s a student that is in need of my attention.” </strong><br/><br/>Disciplining a little tramp was just what he needed after Du Pain’s merciless teasing. His cock would have curled up in joy inside his trousers if it wasn’t so damn hard already. His heart pounded in his chest in excitement as she quickly made his way down the stairs and was just in time to catch the sexy little blonde after a quick sprint towards the campus entrance – as fast as his 61-year old legs could carry him. He grabbed her by the wrist even before she noticed him and turned her around to face him.<br/><br/><strong>“Just where do you think you’re going miss? There’s no leaving campus unsupervised. Even if you’re a new student, you’d at least been informed of that much.” </strong><br/><br/>The sight of the cute little blonde’s face and the mischievous glint in her eyes sent another jolt down to his loins.<em>Fuck</em>, was he surrounded by<em>nothing</em>but shameless little tarts?<br/>