Who were they trying to fool?" she thought scornfully.It had been a rough road, but at last she was here, ready to start her new undercover life as a ...rofessional nanny. It was such a fantastic opportunity, she could hardly believe it had happened to her. They were actually going to pay her to live in (well, near anyway) an exciting big city with a wealthy family, and do what she enjoyed best, playing the crafty investigator on her unsuspecting hosts. Of course, there was the minor fact that. Putting the last of his toiletries in the luggage, Dennis furrowed his brow and groaned as he firmly closed the lid. The air had been so still with no conversation between the two of us that the simple sound of the latches clicking shut seemed like an explosion to my ears. Tears were trying to escape my dark brown, black-lashed eyes but I held them in check. Weeping now wouldn’t change things. I had to let him leave as he wished and move on with my life. I silently followed him to the front. I understand that you think you may have a little problem. Let's have a look... just relax now and everything will be all right."She could feel this gnawing ache becoming stronger and stronger in her loins and she almost wished that he would hurry with his examination. She was burning with a strange all- consuming desire and she wanted to be touched!"Take your clothes off and get on the couch and we'll see," he told her--a cold clinical detachment in his voice.She hesitated for a moment, but. I would usually sleep in panties and a nighty or oversized tshirt. Pretty much every night those panties would be slipped around my ankles so I could spread my legs and rub my clit until I came hard trying not to scream. My favourite though was to have my knickers around my ankles and humping my pillow. Oh jeez, I loved that! The hours I must have spent rubbing my mound, just grinding away onto that pillow, making my metal bed frame squeak slightly. That WAS my favourite until I discovered just.