"Breakfast soon!" There was no response, but I didn't think anything of it.Usually I didn't dress before breakfast, just threw on a robe, but today se...med a good one for changing that around. In fact, let's make it a full change; I got in the shower and took a quick one. Marullo could slouch around the house in a bathrobe, but Scarpia needed to look neat and clean. I looked around for a fresh razor blade to complete the transformation but couldn't find one and made do with the old one. I'd have. " Wearily, Mary turned and walked back to the parking lot where she had left her car. Her depression was so deep and overpowering that she would hardly function but she was able to drive herself home without killing herself or anyone else. Later that day, she sat in the office of her counselor and while she sat there waiting, she reviewed the last several visits she had attended.When she had first started attending counseling sessions with Doctor (Phil) Stephenson, Mary had stated to him that. “Studies first”, I said loud enough for my mom to hear it. As I started my classes, she switched positions and in order to make herself comfortable squatted her legs. Her panty was clearly visible. I couldn’t help but stare it. “Bro? Anything wrong?”, she smirked. “Nah. Just a cockroach behind that book near you”, I retorted. She jumped and sat on my lap, “Where?!”. She was literally terrified. I didn’t know about her fear for cockroaches. I caressed her back and slid my arms around her, “Now. ?So let’s see the rest of it,? he ordered.?Sir?? I asked, not wanting to believe he was asking what I thought he was.?Get the rest of the crap off, bitch. It’s time I decide whether or not you’re worth my time, and before I do that, I want you naked.?I nearly peed my pants right there. From the expression on his face, I knew it was either take off my remaining clothes or have them forcibly removed. At least if I took them off myself, they’d probably still be in condition to be worn home. ?I.