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To others, we are the perfect family. Great jobs, loving relationship, our daughter is in a private high school, we also have beautiful home. My perfect life, the one I’ve dreamed of since I was nothing but a young child. But we all have secrets, don’t we? My name is Liana Stevens, this is my family secret. It all started in the car, around eight AM, Friday September10th. My husband, Michael, had received a phone call from the principal of Westridge Academy for girls. I sighed, running my hands down my dark hair in frustration. Natalia, my sixteen year-old daughter had gotten in trouble yet again from running her mouth. It seems to be all she does now, her grades are slipping and no one can seem to control her. Natalia was beautiful, jet black waist long hair, smooth pale skin, black eyes, plump light lips, a stunning smile, along with a killer petite body. “What the hell did Natalia şişli escort bayan do now? Can’t that little girl stop fucking around?” I rolled my eyes, as my husband Michael entered the drivers side. “Her principal wants to speak to us… yet again,” I mumbled tiredly. “Fanfuckingtastic, what else is new?” He snapped. I rubbed my temples lightly as we were pulling into the large castle-like building around twenty minutes later, we entered through the glass door of the main office. “Morning Liana, Michael,” said one of the many women who worked there, I believe she was Sister Katherine. They all knew myself and Michael by how frequently Natalia fucked around in this school. “Morning Sister. Where is Natalia?” I seemed rude without meaning to. The woman sighed typing into the old monitor. “Principal. Where else?” “True. This is pathetic.” The Sister smiled sympathetically. mecidiyeköy escort bayan We walked into the office, Natalia sat to my right, her father’s left. Her eyes wouldn’t connect with mine, nor Micahel. Principal Crossan came in a minute later. Shaking our hands, he greeted us, “Liana, Michael, if I may say a quick thank you for coming on such short notice, I’m terribly sorry for the inconvinence.” “Not a problem, sir, Natalia should apologize,” I quipped glaring at the young beauty before me. “Mom! I didn’t do anything-” she spoke quickly, rage struck my features “Let’s see what your father has to say.” Her eyes flicked to his as she shivered, the door opened slightly, catching her off guard as Michael shook his head trying to suppress his rage, his hand gripped her leg as the principal excused himself to pull her file. “So help me god… escort şişli You are in so much trouble, little girl. Having to leave work early to come and hear you’re disrespectful? You deserved to be punished…” His hands trailed up her leg, close to her thigh. “Do you understand me, little girl?” Her breathing became erratic. I watched, smirking slightly. “Yes, daddy,” she whispered, tightening her legs. “Oh no, you aren’t getting me nicely…” She whimpers as his fingers hit her now wet panties, sliding up and down her clothed slit. “Now, Natalia has mouthed off. It’s continuously getting worse. Just recently she had told one of her friends about her failing grades, missing assignments, and her use of vulgar language around staff.” Replied Principal Crossan, we exchanged glances as I quietly watched Michael slip Natalia’s underwear to the side…her eyes were glassy, pooling with lust as his fingers entered her slightly. “Is this true Natalia? Your mother and I hadn’t raised you like that!” Michael scolded, his expression thick with desire… “I-I’m sorry it will never happen again sir, I can assure you…please sir, give me another chance.” Natalia pleaded.

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