On the way back she leans against the desk in front of him, still hopeful that he will touch her first, but knowing it has to come from her. Her hands...are tingling, dying to reach out and touch him. She is desperate to feel his lips against her own. She looks at her watch and decides that it has been long enough. She slowly leans forward and kisses him. Its electric, she can feel a shock running from her lips to her core. A slow throb starts between her legs. She wants this man buried deep. Ferguson by this woman infront of his girlfriend. "Have you already initiated the paperwork andconsulted with a doctor?" she asked with a pleasant and sympatheticsmile. "There will be several specialist involved with thistransition, but we can do all that as it comes up."Dexter didn't know what to say. He looked to his mother and sheresponded."Yes. He has had an initial assessment and we need to know how faralong things are and what we need to do next, " she said realizing theinformation that. She rubbed harder, knowing that if she didn't move that blob would touch her. Her eyes were glued to the blob and, just as it drifted up and gently touched her chest, her orgasm flooded her senses. She held her breath as the pressure released because she knew she'd make noise if she didn't and she didn't want Phillip to know what she'd just done.She straightened her legs and rose in the water. She looked down at the blob of Phillip's semen which was now slowly dripping down between her breasts.. They were fresh from the dryer.” Johannes head whipped up in mid sip, and glanced at Brian. He sat obliviously scooping the cereal into his mouth. I wasn’t sure what the exchange was about, but I made a note to ask Johanna about it. “The were fine, Mrs. Freeman. Just fine.” She said, smiling sweetly. “So, what’s the plan of action today?” “Well, Mrs. Hart is – “ “Call me Diane, Angel. You too Johanna. We are all friends and you are adults now.” “Diane is taking us to the mall for some shopping.