His face is very close to mine, and all I can see are his blue eyes."Uh, Doctor.. I.. um.." I stutter, clenching the couch fabric beneath me. He smile..., "You can call me Xavier, Ms. Regina." I laugh nervously, his lips suddenly dangerously close to the sensitive spot where my jaw meets my throat."You can call me Regina," I answer, leaning in towards his lips.He pulls away suddenly, walking behind his desk. I'm stunned, and a little hurt, wondering why he would get so close and then just walk. Five minutes later, the guard was forcing the two women through the muggy swap as Clara and Me struggled to keep their clothes on. Clara's breasts swayed on her chest, slipping out through the front of her torn top while Me's pants kept sliding down exposing her pert, little ass. After the first few yards the guard also began struggling with his clothes, his pants tightening over the erection straining against them.Sweat gleaming on her tan flesh, Clara wiped the sweat from her brow as they. . right out of the pages of a dime novel. As Ben and I departed the party for the quiet of his room I went willingly, full of anticipation. In his room, Ben simply stripped off his clothes and I being new at the games people play in these situations, simply followed suit. The pot was prepared and we smoked as we drank whiskey and soda. We hugged, caressed, kissed and bonded so that I might even have enjoyed the evening until Ben handed me two pills and suggested I take them. The pills had a. His mind was still pinging back and forth over the events of this morning. He noticed Morgan looking tired but also very happy, thinking to himself she must have had some drinks. Tom saw her doze and thought how beautiful she is, not unlike a younger version of her mother, Margo. Walking over he leaned down and lifted her into his arms. Tom carried his daughter, Morgan, into their house and laid her on the sofa. Noticing his growing erection from touching his little girl, Tom went to his.