Ooh matron.

My friend, who is a matron at a posh girls school is up for Christmas. Her term was a challenging one, and I guess looking after a bunch of spoilt rich girls might drive you a little crazy and push you to the edge. Here she is ( the one in the woolly hat ) waiting to go on that bloody scary thing. I stayed on the ground. Oh yes.
I'm convinced I saw her undo the harness halfway up, flash her tits to the whole of Edinburgh and laugh hysterically.

I think tomorrow she might really let go.
Help.