She lightly pressed her lips on his neck as all three erotically moved in rhythm to the music."Unnnnn," Shannon moaned in Ben's ear. The feeling of Al...x's large cock on her ass was putting her in a state of ecstasy."Pull up the back of my skirt Ben, I want him to grind his hard cock on my bare ass as you hold me!" Shannon moaned in his ear.Ben lifted up the back of Shannon's skirt so Alex could grind on her bare ass. The guys winked and high fived each other. Dancing with such a horny piece of. Finally, I manage to crack them open and slam them shut. The light is blinding. It’s harsh, glaring and fluorescent and I feel like I might be sick.I turn my head. Thankfully, someone thrusts a basin under my chin before I expel the contents of my stomach.“The lights,” I whisper hoarsely. “Too bright.” I hear the sound of a shade being drawn as I’m laid back down.A woman leans over me. She’s the source of the vanilla perfume. She’s dressed in white scrubs, and a stethoscope hangs around her. ”“She’ll never be a teacher, will she?”“I won’t say never, but I will say it would be a stretch for her to be able to achieve that. It COULD happen, but even talking about that is putting the cart before the horse.”“And you still have no idea what the root cause of her illness might be?”“Beyond speculation? No. As I said, we may never know, and even if we did know, it might not help.”“What does your gut tell you?”“That she witnessed a traumatic event, or, as you speculated, she read a private. Her short skirt rode up the back of her thighs, giving me an enticing view of her slender, tanned legs. What were her panties like, I wondered? Did she even have panties?She’d said the right thing ... about “taste.” I didn’t have a great deal of art, but I prided myself on the things I had. Even though it was just a two-room flat, it was moderately large. The plants and rugs and art gave it a rich appearance and texture that was mine and, I thought, reflective of my personality.I spent about.