The knock came again as Alice looked desperately for something with which to cover her cream-white nakedness. The terrycloth robe tied in front and was easy to put on, but Alice was in such a state that she didn't even realize that she hadn't closed it all the way. So that when she opened the door to Scotsdale's chemistry teacher, Mr. Boyse, Alice presented a picture so outrageously stunning that Ed was left speechless for a long moment.

The tall dark-haired teacher of chemistry could see nothing but the absolutely wanton beauty of the female whom he had previously known as pretty and prim, but had never, not even in his wildest fantasies, envisioned like this. Worthy of the most avant-garde French film director, Alice's dark hair tumbled to her shoulders in sharp contrast with the stark white of her terrycloth robe. The robe was fastened, but it hung loosely so that Ed could see the full tantalizing plump mounds of Alice's breasts in the open "vee", including half of her dusky right nipple, as she stood there gazing at him. Then below, for his eyes could not help but wander over the vision of loveliness before him, Ed took in a fascinating glimpse of white midriff flesh that led to a deeply indented navel, and then continued down to a shiny dark triangle of pubic hair shaped in the "vee" of Alice's totally revealed and mesmerizing cunt.

"Christ, Alice!" he gasped, and that was all he could manage to get out.

Alice didn't even notice Mr. Boyse was calling her by her first name whereas she had specifically asked him on more than one occasion to address her as Miss Appleton. Instead, she felt herself operating on some subconscious level, and even knowing that he was Ed Boyse, the chemistry teacher, she spoke at last.

"Martin… I've been waiting… what's kept you so long?" The maddening desire that quivered throughout her lusciously endowed body shimmered just beneath the surface of her body, beneath the surface of her mind. It seemed to Alice to be dripping from her words as she spoke.