Subsequent to dropping the children at your ex's place yesterday, you left with a feeling of freedom - you have the entire end of the week to yourself. The young men chose to get you a night at the strip club. Thank the pussy Gods. When you touched base at the club you saw a stripper flipped topsy turvy on a post and gave her a twofold take. You requested a lager and sat down with the young men. Hearing a commonplace voice, you swung to see a couple of humongous boobs in your face and when you gazed toward her face, you saw that it was Ms. Addison, your children grade teacher. Damn, these instructors do require a raise! She was unmistakably humiliated in light of the fact that she didn't hope to see you there, yet shockingly, she requested your number and disregards you for whatever is left of the night. When you woke up early today feeling like your cerebrum was a few sizes too enormous for your skull, you got a call from Ms. Addison welcoming you to her place. She's putting forth you a private show for your quiet with respect to her little mystery, however it may cost her more than that… And she is more than arranged to work the additional hours.