God it felt good walking, tweaking my nipples and pleasure building up inside me. I had to stop a bench and I sat, gently rotating my hips and feeling...the waves of pleasure inside me, breathing heavily. The suited man had caught up with me, he looked towards me as he passed, my face in exquisite pleasure, eyes barely opened. He turned and said to me, look at you, you thought no-one noticed you at the station and at the bus stop, as he moved and sat next to me on the bench. I looked at him in. "Yes," I squeaked. I wasn't quite sure what sort of role playing she had in mind, but assumed that she wanted to keep control and that it was my turn to be meek."Goot."With that she set the tray on her desk and used a gloved hand to examine my scrotum."Hairy, but I suppose it will do," she huffed, letting go of my sac and reaching for the swabs.As the scent of alcohol filled the room I noticed that Lindz's nipples were erect and clearly visible beneath her scrubs. She made a production out of. He thencarefully applied my volume conditioner to his hair while he waited forthe Nair to finish its work again. He rinsed his body and hair thenexited the shower. Once again he immediately wrapped his hair inturban, dried off and then wrapped a second towel around his chest,like he had seen me do many times. He immediately spotted the newpanties on his dresser, grinned and slipped them on. He was nowstanding in his closet looking at his clothes deciding what to wear. Iwas fascinated as I. She had been a year ahead of me, a perfect princess, a prom queen runner-up, destined for glory.She didn't look that glorious now. She was wearing a too-tight halter-top that displayed her primary assets admirably. She wore Daisy Duke cut-offs and high heels and carried a leopard skin handbag. Her once-gorgeous hair looked a little greasy and needed trimming. But it was her once-angelic face that drew my eye. It was worn and tired, carried too much makeup. I knew that look, the half-lidded eyes.