You've been snitching to your teachers about my step-son haven't you? Telling nasty little lies about how he's been bullying you. My step-son, my sweet boy, bullying you? I don't believe you, and if you won't take it back, then I'll have to take matters into my own hands, to protect my step-son. Look, you and I both know you're obsessed with my tits. You're always staring into my cleavage like you want to come and bury your face in there. Do it. Come closer, don't be shy. Let's forget all about all this trouble with the school and you just drift off. It's getting difficult to breathe now isn't it? No worries, just keep thinking about my tits and let yourself slip away...