"It's Dr.Roberts. Again."I carefully placed the phone on Sarah's shoulder where she could pin thephone to her ear without using her hands. I went ba...k to work on hernails as she talked."Oh hello, Jake. What a nice surprise." Sarah was all smiles.I really wasn't trying to listen in on her call, but I was right there,so what could I do? It seemed to me that Dr. Roberts had been callingpretty often lately. After the first couple of times he called, I askedSarah if she was alright, wondering. It is likely that some situations will be heart wrenching. We will need to manage our emotions so that we can react appropriately to resolve the situation."A pillar of our beliefs is that everyone should have the opportunity to choose how, where and what they do as LONG as it harms no one else. When multiple people interact it must be done within the boundaries, choices and actions each has willingly agreed too. No one should be forced or coerced to do anything against their will. As a society. So simple as that? Pick someone different. She needed time to think it over. Getting up, she said, “I’ve got to go to the ladies room. I’ll be back in a couple minutes.” “Sure, take your time.” He’d seen the look on her face, and knew that she was trying to deal with some new thoughts. He knew people didn’t like that. He motioned the bartender down. Ronnie came quickly. “Yes, sir, can I help you?” “You work here regularly?” “Yes, sir. Four or five nights a week.” “How often do you see her in. I turn the numbers in my head and she is right. I shake it off, just wanting to get to the bottom of this. “Well?” I repeat. “I know you told me not to do this, but I just can’t help myself,” she says as her eyes close and her hand disappears between her thighs. The statement confuses me but I’m locked on her every move. Seconds later it’s quite apparent that her fingers are buried deep inside her of pussy as I watch her arm move slowly back and forth. “Ohhhhhh,” she gasps. As her eyes open,.