A stethoscope hung over her neck, and a clip board in her hand. Her hand came out and she shook mine. She then raised my feet onto the couch, and aske... me to remove the gown. She helped me pull the gown off my shoulders, I could feel my nipples harden as the cool air brushed them. Her hand came up and she cupped my breast, feeling for any problems, as she jotted on her clipboard, her hand seemed to rest on my breast, her thumb casually lying against my nipple. My imagination must have been. How do you feel about wearingthat dress?" I dunno. Okay, I guess." That sounds like a start. Is there anything else you feel?" Well, I feel less lonely."Mary's eyebrows popped up. "What about the dress makes you feel lesslonely?" Well, this is my sister's dress. The first time I wore it was when Iwas missing her when she was at college. When I saw myself in themirror, I saw my sister, but a younger version of her from when we usedto play more. It wasn't the same as actually having her there,. She waited til he turned the water on, and once again played with herself. As she sped up, I swore I heard my name, and I shot my load. I birders through the door and scared her shitless. She was flustered and I came in and sat right beside her.” hey check this out Hannah ”I pulled out a joint of some killer hydro.” I thought tomm while he was at work, we could have a good smoke and hang out?”” I think ur dad would get mad if he knew we smoked some killer weed. "Will you put some clothes on," my mother would often scream at me, but I never did take any notice.Taking notice was what my brother, Trevor, would do, through. I would often see him giving me a sideways look as I walked past. I can remember walking home from school with Trevor and three of his mates. It was a hot day, so as soon as we got in I reached under my white school blouse and unclipped my bra and pulled it off. When I looked up, I had four pairs of staring eyes fixed on my chest."What.