They were about to stop. The therapist said she didn’t have her walking music, so she was having trouble getting into the “zone”. “Got you c...vered” was his response. He pulled out his cell phone and brought up a video on YouTube then hit play…the theme song from the Lone Ranger! She slowly turned to look at him with a stare that said, “Screw you, asshole”! Not even a hint of a smile. Then she turned back…and kept walking. Ever since, whenever they ran into each other, one or both would. Kissing just above her mound I let my lips glide down. Her panties drop to the floor and she steps out of them, widening her stance. She braces herself on my shoulder as I run my tongue up her slit and I hear a moan, but it’s cut short. She hasn’t spoken one word since I’ve been here and I’m guessing she’s trying her hardest to continue the silent treatment. I urge her to rest her leg on my shoulder as my hand runs under her right thigh. She refuses to move at first, but I move back in,. "So what's this?" the Tin Man asked."Hemp," Dorothy grinned, grabbing one of the tall plants and bending it toward her. "Ganja. Weed. Mary Jane." All those names?" Marijuana," the Lion said, helpfully.Dorothy plucked a few choice buds from the top of the plant. She rolled them between her fingers. "Good shit," she grinned broadly."Yeah, man," a voice echoed from amongst the plants. "Really good shit."The Tin Man pushed a couple of hemp plants aside, revealing a tall, thin man, dressed in a. After 5 mins of waiting, she came out, locked her door and got into my house. I was puzzled. She started “ are you sure you can help me get a baby?”. I didn’t know what to reply but told her that I can.She suddenly went to my bedroom and lay on the bed and called me in. I said” then do it. Help me” . I was shocked but was so very excited about the way she spoke. I never imagined girls can be so frank. She actually wanted me to have sex with her. I just confirmed with her what she wanted and she.