‘ She teased. ‘Okay, so now that we have that straightened out, would you mind explaining a few things? ‘ ‘ You need explaining. ‘ She cont...nued to tease. ‘Stop now, and be serious. I know that’s not in your nature, but will you talk to me now? ‘ ‘ Are you sure you can concentrate on other things. I mean it’s rather hard for me to concentrate with you sitting here so close, your chest looking so damn good. ‘ She gently traced her fingers up one side of his arm, then lightly across his chest. . I make more money and can work less, but I can never make this a full time job. Explain more about that later. I keep a dairy because if I kept all these emotions inside I would explode. I am 27 years old and I still seem to care about what other people think of me. No one will know where I live, I just know that if anyone was to find out I would lose my job as a Christian Psychologist. I worked too hard to get there. I bet your tired of me writing about this stuff but I will tell you in detail. One of the four guidance counselors saw the answer, Mr. Hollinger. He had to rein in the smile threatening evilly upon his lips. He made sure to block off the rest of the day after her appointment. Her usual air of haughty contempt, for those she determined were beneath her, came across loud and clear as she approached Mr. Hollinger’s office. She always found him to be mousy, unassuming, and surely clueless. That is, if she bothered to even think of him. It was not as if being a high school. "First thing, Daddy loves big boobs and revealing clothing. It turns him on! So far you are doing great in that area!" She said, as she stared at Jasmine's bustier and began to unfasten it."Um, Stephanie, what exactly are you planning to talk to me about?" Jasmine asked as she watched Stephanie staring at her breasts."For the last five years, he has taught me to be his fantasy woman. I have taken care of him in every way that he has asked - until he found you. I was told on my eighteenth.