”“I can get something stuck in your throat Georgia, but it will be a lot bigger than a hair.”“Later James, later,”“Promise?”“I promise... There are lots of things that I want to try for the first time and I’m hoping that you can help me.”“I will be extremely happy to help you madam.” The address that we were going to wasn’t that far away and we quickly got there. James was a ‘gentleman’ again and I again rewarded him with a long look at my pussy when he opened the door for me.The beautician was. Barbara was not a journalistat that time . She attended the same nurse school as Kate . But then, at theend of their first year, Barbara had decided that she was fed up with all thosesuperior-looking doctors who considered nurse as mere servants . She had thengiven up while Kate had gone on, becoming last year a full-fledged nurse .Barbara had turned to the job of journalist, thinking it would give her moreexcitement than cleaning bed-pans . She thought she would be able to uncoverall sorts of. Out with the girls isOK, but in by 10:00 on weekends. You don't know it, but I inspect your panties everynight after you've gone to bed. There have been nightswhen you've been out with your girlfriends that yourpanties are noticeably more aromatic, with a couple ofincidents of moisture, rather wetness, left behind. Nocrusty sperm though. Not yet, anyway. I no more than close the door and you start in on me about howyour not being able to date is marring you mentally, howI'm stunting your social. It's trashed---must have been 2 cases of beer bottles; ash tray's full of butts and 'dubies' from joints; there was an empty zip lock bag on the floor, and judging from the residue, must have been at least a dime bag, if not a ¼ ounce. I spy a beer bottle on the nite stand, still about half full. I grab it and down the rest. It was kinda nasty, being warm now, but at least my head was starting to clear up. The headache was gradually subsiding, I guess from the circulation my brain was now.