"I'm already hard, just thinking about how good she'll be," Dave answered. He reached under the table and squeezed the redhead's thigh before reaching up to her pussy for a brief rub. "If the kids around here don't get her horny enough, then we'll just go to work on her ourselves."

Meanwhile, Julie began searching the room as she walked to the door. Julie hoped she could spot the young assistant coach and manage to walk with him to their rooms at the far end of the building. She did see him. Her heartbeat picked up quickly, then sank again. He was with a group of the other coaches, leaving by another door. Julie suppressed her disappointment and walked along the empty hallway alone.

Come on, now, she told herself, stop getting all edgy. She had let Sybil and Dave get her uneasy about the school. Even now she was apprehensive as she walked to the far classrooms. Hell, she could be grabbed back here and no one would ever hear her scream. A shudder of terror ran through her body, despite all her efforts to calm her nerves. She was being stupid, she insisted, absolutely stupid.

Maybe not so stupid, she realized as she reached for her door. She could hear the sound of papers being shuffled inside. Someone was in her room. Someone was going through the books she had left on her desk.

Julie froze at the sound. She looked back up the hall, hoping to catch sight of another teacher. She turned back from the empty hallway to her own door. Damn it, she told herself, she would have to act like a teacher. She drew a deep breath and whipped the door open.

"What are you doing?" she demanded as she stepped into the room.

The slender brunette turned at the sound. The girl dropped the record book in her hand and flood frightened and gaping at Julie. She worked her mouth silently, clearly more frightened than Julie had been a moment before.