There will not be much sex or action in this chapter, but if more chapters are requested they will be considerably more graphic.I've tried to write wh...t I feel would be something that could, in a very crazy world, actually happen.If you enjoy and would like to read more please leave a comment. [b]The Saint Nicholas school of whoresBenjamin White stood in front of his tall office window looking out over the quiet field full of balding trees and leaves blowing in the wind. He often finds himself. The only outward sign of the way the bubbles were making her feel was the way in which her eyes shot open wide! She managed to subdue any noise which she wanted to expel and she took a quick look around the area to see if anyone had noticed her. With her wonder satisfied, she once again closed her eyes and decided to enjoy the moment. The bubbles were not just tickling and teasing her pussy, but they were also finding every heightened sensitive point on her body, regardless of where it was! Her. ”She asked me to get in the car, which I did, putting the box in the backseat.“How have you been?”, she asked?“Ok,” I said, “how about you?”She said, “I’m fine.” She hesitated for a moment. “I miss you,” she finally said.My heart picked up pace a little. “I’ve missed you too,” I said.“I thought maybe you were cheating on me, that’s why you wanted to break up,” she said.“I wasn’t cheating, no,” I responded. That wasn’t entirely true – although I wasn’t seeing or sleeping with anyone, I was. I found a seat by the window and started to flip through my magazine. No sooner did I get into my magazine than I could feel someone watching me. I looked up and noticed a good looking young guy looking in my direction, or rather at my legs. I guess having nice tanned slender legs really pays off.I found myself getting really turned on by his attention. I swear if I had a pussy, my panties would have been soaked. I decided to have a little bit of fun with him, so I pretended to scratch my calf,.