While they dried I just sat on the couch and enjoyed the feel of thelingerie the heels and my dress. Admiring the saucy color of the nails,I thought t...at if I wear the sandals, I will have to paint my toe nailsas well.After my nails had dried, I lay back on the couch and began to caressmyself. I watched as my red tipped fingers slid over the small bumpsthat were my hard nipples hiding beneath the dress and bra. The not verygirlish bump in my dress grew as the fingers pulled the zipper down. I think her priest is still in with her. And I think Jess is in a trauma.”“She is. I was just in there. A nasty poisoning case. We think it’s an insecticide, but the little boy can’t tell us and the police and fire can’t find the container.”“So what do you do?”“Test to see if we can figure out what it is, and fight the effects. Jessica and Doctor Lewis are in there with senior people from cardiology and medicine.”“Mr. Adams?” a male voice behind me said.I turned to see a detective standing. I had just qualified as a teacher and having undertaken a probationary period was now allowed to teach classes unsupervised. Everything had been going well until one particularly warm Friday afternoon. The children were hot and bothered and just marking time until they could escape for the weekend. It was half way through the last lesson of the day that I noticed that Lucy a particularly troublesome brunette had removed her tie and undone several buttons on her blouse revealing a well developed. Eyeing the route again, she swung around and cast her socks and Swooshes over the edge as nonchalantly as stepping onto a New York fire escape. It was easy purchase, but her first step would be a wide stretch to the right. No problem, though, so she opened her legs and -- whee -- a puff of updraft fingered up her loincloth shorts. It was the cool touch of a fisherman's hand; and it lifted the scent of her own bait to her. The chilly touch hurried her on. She noted the sun had swung to the.