<strong>“Good day again, miss Du Pain… Where are you off to so quickly?”</strong>Pete Mercer said, suddenly appearing around a corner of the corridor.<br/><br/>The physics teacher seemed in much greater spirits than when last Miss Du Pain had seen him, in fact he was positively beaming. His good spirits didn't stop his leering she noticed, his gaze lingered over her legs and ass before settling on Paris's chest. Though her breasts were of no great size, they were firm enough that the Frenchwoman seldom saw fit to wear a bra and she knew full well that her titflesh jiggled in an eyecatching fashion with each movement beneath the thin blouse.<br/><br/>Paris smiled sweetly at the older man, her hand falling to rest on her hip. She brushed her jet black fringe aside before answering.<br/><br/><strong>"Ahh, Pete."</strong>She addressed him familiarly.<strong>"I was just on my way to see if the new girls were about and to introduce myself."</strong><br/><br/><strong>“I hope you've enjoyed your short time with us already?"</strong>Pete asked.<strong>"I'm sure you'll feel right at home soon enough. This place has a tendency to get under people's skins.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>"I feel I will be tres happy here."</strong>Paris stated, wondering at the man's sudden interest in her wellbeing.<br/><br/>The fact that Dr Mercer made no effort to hide his ogling of her body beneath the tight fitting silk and satin that she favoured was giving Paris a thrill despite the fact that she had no particular like of the physics teacher. Paris thrived on others attention to her body. She moved slightly so that her thigh parted the split in her skirt and showed itself and shrugged her shoulders in a stereotypical Gallic manner to set her firm titties in motion beneath her blouse.<br/><br/><strong>You have met the new pupils, no?"</strong>She asked.<strong>"I spotted a couple of blonde girls arriving from the window of the staff room."</strong>