Sometimes intimate friend and fellow therapist, Dr. Michael Hammond passed Olivia on as a “lost cause.” Marilyn got the tough cases, the patients ...hat other therapists can't or won't help. She only took a few patients on at a time and focused on intense microtherapy to treat and resolve deep, subconscious issues. Marilyn flipped the first few pages, coming to a stop on a computer printout from a porn website. The innocent girl was nowhere to be found. In a series of thumbnails, Olivia posed. The house is warm and comfortable. But it’s not the mansion we had hoped for many years ago. It’s funny how dreams and reality differ. But my love for Kim has never altered. Moving from under the sheets, I stand beside the bed and watch Kim. Like an angel she sleeps. The sound of her breathing reaching into my soul. Reluctantly turning away, I move to the sink for a shave. Staring into the mirror, I look into my eyes. Where did I go wrong? When did the mansion leave us? Sighing, I smooth the. Then I would rub the head of my rock hard boner on the silky material and ejaculate several large stringy gobs of my spunk into the crotch. I can't describe the intense pleasure I experienced in those orgasms. I would then put the panties back in the hiding place, clean myself up and go back to join the others. Later on s*s would make another trek to the bathroom, fetch the panties and pull them on. This is where she really got her jollies. Using my spent jism as a lubricant she would finger. No, not at all. I just want to talk to you in private. Sam followed Ron to his office and he shut the door behind her. Sam I wanted to talk to you about Saturday. I might have acted differently then you expected your professor to. he looked down just as nervous as she was. You see when Im with you I feel different. Better than I have in a very long time. I havent smiled that much in I cant remember how long. Sam looked up and said I know what you mean. I havent either. she let her head fall.