Tiffany was getting dressed, she was still in a post coital daze from her welcome. Paige had redressed, she looked just like a proper schoolgirl clad in her uniform. Paige came back to the desk, and smiled at Tiffany.
“Ms. Jones, let me write out a day-by-day summary for what is expected to occur. I think it will help class move along much more smoothly. And, we never like to use the last name, it’s so stiff and formal. What’s your first name?”
“Tiffany, or Tiff if you like.”
“Tiffany, ummm, nice, I like it.”
Tiffany sat down in her recliner, as Paige wrote out the summary. Tiffany’s body was still feeling pleasant tingles, she’d needed more than masturbation, and had she ever gotten what she needed.
Paige brought over the sheet, and said, “Here you go Tiffany, just follow this, and we’ll all have a great class. See you tomorrow Tiff.”
With a smile and a wave of her hand, Paige was gone. Tiffany read the sheet, than read it again. Oh indeed, class was going to become very interesting. She tucked the sheet away in her desk, tidied up, and left, thinking about tomorrow, and the dawning realization that she was looking forward to it.