Happy Harriet is not hurt so she can be truthful to him.’ The logic of it was so long and the spinning feeling made it hard to grasp. She tripped on...the words and slurred them the first few times she repeated it. ‘The words make Harriet happy and William is the words?’ She giggled and started over. ‘The words make Harriet happy and William makes Harriet happy and-‘ She shook her head, making it feel light again. ‘The words make Harriet happy…’ But soon, she got the hang of it. When she was. She walked two blocks before finding a phone booth; she shifted nervously from one foot to the next while her home phone rang and her heart sunk when Barry did not answer - she got the answering machine. She left a message telling him where she was and what she needed and hoped he would get it in time. As she hung up the phone a voice behind her said, "Hey sweetie - are you looking for a date?" She turned and saw a car idling next to the curb with the passenger window down. Could she count on. Before I could say anything the door opened and Jeff came in. I got in the first word. ‘Ah, there’s no need to apologise,’ I said quickly. ‘Accidents happen.’ ‘Apologise? Don’t hold your breath waiting. No, I came back to reassure you. I thought that a sweet young c***d like you might be nervous after that little accident, afraid that I might come back with evil intent.’ Sweet young c***d? Was he blind? Did my figure look like a k**’s? I gave him the evil eye. ‘The thought never entered my. Her nipples were permanently hard with arousal and leaked a lot. Now forced to dress like a slut she went to work the next morning. Walking to her classroom the students whistled at her new attire. Today she wore black high heeled dress shoes , thigh high dark silky stockings , a short silky skirt with a slit up one side , her sheer white silk sleeveless collarless loose blouse. As she walked into her classroom she saw many of her students looking at her breasts through the large arm holes of.