She makes decisions; shetakes risks and accepts the consequences. I like being Carol not justbecause I'm a woman. I like being Carol because I feel go...d about what Ido."Well it was Carol sitting in the car that afternoon and it was Carol whograbbed her bag, stepped out, locked the door and walked in for her twoo'clock appointment. The receptionist looked up at me and smiled. I gave her my name and sheopened the book and then said softly "Oh, Ms. Baker. Jean will be takingyou today. I explained. Involuntarily, my left foot lifts off the ground and steps forward. Myheart quickens again. I don't want to do this. I am suddenly no longer curious,I am scared. Deep down scared. I can't help myself though. Even as adrenalinefloods my body, even as my heart races, and every muscle tenses for flight,my right foot follows my left. I must seem like a puppet fighting its strings, as I jerkily approach thisterrifying apparition, my upper body straining away, but my treacherous legscarrying me ever. If they went two days without seeing each other, her pussy actually ached for him. As with her breasts, Bill would spend much time with his mouth on her shaved pussy, sucking on her clit, licking all of her lips, and lapping up her juice with excited moans. She was always ready to be penetrated by him, and they would sigh in ecstasy together every time he did. More than just a lover, Bill had become TJ’s best friend. There wasn’t a subject they couldn’t talk about, and oh could he make her. He slid his hands over my pockets, patted down skirt, and up my leg. I heard him ask me the routine questions but I couldn't even comprehend them. I could smell his sexy cologne. He was so close I wanted to grab him and show him what I could do. When I heard the cuffs come out my nipples shot out with excitement. He slapped them on me and started whispering in my ear. One thing is for sure I knew he wanted me. He told me how bad of a girl I was and how much trouble he could get into... Slowly.