“Can I help you?”“Lou Dale, here for a 2:30 appointment.”The woman stood up and smiled brightly. “Good to see you! I’m Amanda Whitman, we ...poke on the phone. And this would be--” she glanced down, noting Jessica’s ring, “--your wife?”“Jessica,” she said with a thin smile. I barely noticed, though; I was too busy fighting the urge to gawk openly at Ms. Whitman.Don’t get me wrong. My wife is beautiful. 5’10”, nearly as tall as me, slender, with a youthful, sweet face, big blue eyes,. “Sorry” Haley said quietly rubbing some of the gel on her back, turning and letting the falling water wash it off her, leaning her head forward and enjoying the feeling as it moved down her spine, a few droplets collecting between her two cheeks. She moved her right hand around her body and used two fingers to hold her cheeks open as the hot water moved down over her anal ring, washing all the collected grime away.She turned her showerhead off and walked out of the block, over to her locker and. The belt served no apparent purpose, other than to frame the most scandalously short leather skirt he had ever seen. Just as he was noticing that she wasn't wearing a bra, she looked at him and smiled, brushing away a strand of her sumptuous brown hair. Her hands were encased to the bicep in what appeared to be some kind of fetish bondage glove."Welcome to Seventh Heaven. What can I get for you?", she asked innocently.The man shifted his pelvis closer to the counter, trying to hide the growing. You stare blankly at the number in your math book, lacking the answer you immediately start to sweat as your face turns red. You let out a quick, “ I don’t know,” and continue to stare at your text book.“Mr. Masterson, please pay attention to the class for once,” Mrs. Kline said.Just then the bell rang out its soothing tone.“Okay, now you all have a good weekend and don’t forget to study for the chapter test on Monday, Jay would you please stay for a minute,” Mrs. Kline said, giving me an upset.