”“Who is this ‘therapist’?” Frank asked, making quotation marks with his fingers.“Her name is Sheila Davis, but that’s not important. Wh...t’s…”Nick’s voice trailed off as Frank interrupted him. “That bitch,” Frank said.“What? You know her?” Nick asked.“Oh yeah. Sheila and I go way back. She was a graduate student when your mother and I were in school. In fact, she made things a lot worse for me. I’ve got to help you now. It looks like Sheila and her niece have taken advantage of you. We can’t. Maine pucha aap kya dekh rahe hai?Usne jawab diya,”Tumhari paer me kat gaya, kuch chuba tha?”Maine chadar ghutno tak uthai toh kuch deekha nahi, thodi aur uthai toh dekhi meri thigh se jangho tak malam lagaya hua tha. Mein unke taraf dekha toh woh bole,” Tum dard se tadap rahi thi isliye malam lagana pada.”Main peeche mudne lagi par chadar table fan mein ghus chuka tha aur mein kuch kar pati isse pehle pura chadar ko fan ne kheech liya.Mein nange badan Sir ke samne khadi rahi. Ek haath se. The kind of feet that make you snap candid cell phone pictures of them when she wears sandals or open toed shoes to the office. It's one of my biggest turn-ons about her. I've fantasized numerous times about getting a long, slow footjob from her and blasting a load all over her feet.After she left it was just me in the office. I made my way back to the workout room, passing her desk on my way. As I passed her desk, something caught my eye. Under her desk were her workout shoes with her socks. I guess either the girls worked it out or Bailey worked it out and gave them new marching orders.Unfortunately, the damage was done. Reggie had been sitting in the front row for the lunchtime show.Pool days were my favorite gym classes. I wasn't the athletic type. I mean, who the fuck thinks having a soccer ball kicked at them is fun? And good high school pitchers can get in the eighty mile range! Pool days had very little structure for the good swimmers. The teachers let us do what we wanted.