It was a student. His eyes bugged out and his mouth hung open as he stared at my wife giving me head. Suddenly, a second head appeared, from the lower...part of the window. It was a woman-another student. It was obvious that they were together and she was too short to see through the window completely. They stared. I stared back, and started to smile. Being watched was turning me on. I flashed them thumbs up. I was certain they would realize they were caught, and run away, but instead they gave. Now skipping forward 2 years.My parents where going away on a vacation for about a week so naturally I was very excited because I got to dress up again and this time for an entire week without worry, well at that time that was what I thought and I would soon be proven wrong.So my parents had left and ofcourse I immediately went to my room and dressed up, spent the rest of the day as a girl doing some chores and playing games.The next morning I got up did my make-up, got dressed again (wig with. You've got school and I know Sandra wouldn't want you to neglect your studies." I want to come for her funeral, Mom." Her lawyer is coming by later to talk to me. He said something about the arrangements already been made. I'll call you later when I know more." Okay Mom. Are you sure you don't want to come home now?" No Frankie. Stay there and don't miss class. I'll call you in a few days when I know more."The funeral was the following weekend so Frankie could attend without missing class. It. Only professional she repeated to herself. She was not one who liked to mix pleasure with business. Even though he seemed to blur the line for her when convenient. Something she had a love/hate relationship with. She enjoyed the attention but at times felt cheap for it knowing she wasn’t a source of affection for him. "Jenny, grab a seat over here." He said as he gestured with his hand to the chair in front of him as he leaned against his massive desk. "You look outstanding today. But.