And there she was, squatting a few steps away from her tent. “What was she doing?” She put her hand under her nightgown and fiddled around. Then i... the dim light of some distant street lamp I saw a puddle forming in front of her. She was peeing. I was fascinated. Slowly, trying not to make any noise, I left the tent and walked towards her. She was still peeing along, oblivious to anything around her.“Ahum” I said as I was about a half a meter from her.She looked up, a shocked look on her face.. “Don’t worry about it” Principal West said. “But, there is an anatomy class next week, and I think it will be good for you to support your peers with their education. Now, do as Earl says and we’ll get this over with.” Madison had a sick feeling in her stomach, she knew there was no avoiding this though. Principal West lingered in the shadow of the room. This was a procedure he had seen thousands of times before. “Write your name on the card” Earl instructed passing her a pen. Madison wrote her. I have never had a fetish for feet, but as I ministered to hers, I thought it might have a place in my life, after all. I avoided her sole, just in case her tickle reflex was active, and instead, worked up the top and side of her foot to her ankle. As I reached the soft, relaxed muscle of Amanda's calf, I took a chunk of it in my mouth and gave it a good nip, sending a jolt up her spine to drive a gasp of surprise from her mouth.Returning to lips and tongue as my main weapons, I made my way. I asked her, "and then what would we do?" I pointedly look at the rings on her left hand. She said, "I don't know, but I want to spend some time with you."And how will your husband feel about that?" I asked. "I'll bet he wouldn't like that at all, would he?"She said, "He's out of town; he left this morning with a load headed for San Francisco." What about your children?" There are none, I think he is sterile." Mary, what do you want me to do to you?" I don't know, just hold me and talk to me.".