I had my face pressed against the wall looking through that hole and not 2 minutes into her shower. I see that water stream head right for that pussy!...Yes I was thinking to myself. I love it when a plan comes together! But when she sprays her pussy standing up. The hole is in direct line with her pussy and the sprayer. I am latterly like a foot from her pussy as she sprayed it. But I couldn't see. She turned and bent over for him, her hands on her knees, shifting her ass from side to side. Garner’s eyes ate her up. ‘How bout now?’ she asked again as she turned back to see his reaction. ‘Oh Doc, if this is your idea of therapy, sign me up for a lifetime membership!’ he cracked, his face now showing a little less control. She stood up straight again and removed her heels. Then she turned and sat down on the desk as she pulled one of her stocking-covered legs up to her body and then raised. Often the library is filled with anxious students writing multiple page term papers or studying for pending finals. Such was the case for Nikki Randall. The five foot three inch, blue-eyed blond had seven major papers due the week after Thanksgiving that she needed to finish and found the library to be more quiet and calm then at home, even though she lived alone. She found at home she'd be tempted to clean the house, wash the dishes, do the laundry, or anything else to keep her away from her. Vicky knew how to kiss. "Brenda, do you see how it struck Monica? But if you had asked her yesterday, her response would have been the same as yours. Would you like to try kissing a woman today?" "No! I couldn't do that." "That's perfect! Now we know we are on to something. I think we should have a demo first. Monica, Vicky, let's illustrate how one woman kisses another." Monica hesitated, but Vicky pulled her to her feet. Holding Monica's hands behind her back so that nothing could.