I put my phone in my pocket and walked over to her and introduced myself.“Hello, my name is Mike, and your name is?”She said, “Kim, nice to meet...you.”Now when I was in second grade she was maybe 25 or 26 and I was 7 or 8 years old. Now that I’m 29 that would make her 47.So back to the story. Kim and I were talking but the whole time I’m thinking to myself that this lady looks so familiar I just couldn’t put my finger on it. We walk inside and she invites me to sit with her friends from work.. The second song started, and she removed the dress and danced in the thong and bra, and, about half-way through the song, the bra came off. She had everybody that worked there watching her. And that was unusual, in its self. They had all seen so many girls up there on the stage, that they hardly paid them any attention, any more, but THIS girl had them ALL watching her every move.When the last song started, she let it run for just a few seconds, and suddenly, like magic, her thong was gone. She. This was a special arrangement; a professional courtesy as it were, from the psychiatrist to Dr. Sharon, and Dutch gently removed the brandy tumbler from Ann's listless hand, and emptied it into the kitchen sink."You need a little nap," he said kindly to the humiliated blonde."I am tired," she responded apathetically.Dutch swept her into his arms, carried her into their bedroom and placed her carefully down on the tautly made bed."Rest for a while. Then we'll go see Dr. McKenna. He'll help get. She dressed up in a sexy dress with stockings and sheer panties and bra. I didnt want to jerk off and dull the excitement so I patiently waited for her to return. She called me from her cell phone around 2:30 am and told me she was on her way home with her friend and for me to hide. I did as told and my cock was instantly hard. I sat and waited to hear her come into the house. Withen 15 minutes I heard the keys in the front door and muttled voices. The bedroom door open and I saw her walk in.