I slowly saunter over to him with my eyes fixed on his. With every step I take, I strip off more of my clothes. I kick off my mary-janes. I drop my blazer to the floor. I undo each and every button on my blouse before tossing it aside. By the time I get to Headmaster Graham, I’m clad only in my bra, panties, and knee-high stockings. He peers down at me with one brow raised, like he can hardly believe I’m real. I smile softly and reach up to grab for his tie, but he flips the script in an instant. Before I can touch it, he jerks the...