5′ mules I put on a skirt and my white platform tie shoes and all just to go shopping. Well we got back and had some lunch. Suddenly a miracle happe...ed! Holly made a full recovery by the sound of the doorbell ringing and her friends asking her out to play. Only thing is ‘out to play’ to them usually means ‘into play’ at my house. So here I am again sitting at the kitchen table and guess what? I have ‘the’ shoes on. Then I thought about trying to walk about a bit and ventured into the garden.. In particular, staring at me.I make sure that our eyes don't lock. The girls start whispering, and Maddie shoots me a look.We go over and start talking to our homeroom teacher Mrs. Porter. She is one of the youngest teachers at the school, and really cool. Everyone always wishes that they could get her. She teaches a lot of classes, dance in particular. Everyone wants to take dance. Actually, the girls and I made the Dance Ensemble, and we have to try to work cheerleading into our schedules in. > > "What are you majoring in, Susan?" Trisha asked. "I know that you have told me several times before, but I keep forgetting. Is it psychology?"> > "Yes," Susan answered. "And this semester we are delving into human sexuality. Our latest classes dealt with the human orgasm. It turns out to be a very complicated synergistic fusion of chemical, mental, and nervous reactions. Even paraplegic or quadriplegic individuals have been known to climax. Not only that (imagine!) the orgasm face indicates. My rather smug smile was somewhat wiped away as she let go just as quickly and picked up the dildo once more. Still on her side she parted her knees just enough so that “his” cock could find her pussy once more, turning away from me as she did so but, taking care to stretch back and find room to accommodate “him” at the expense of my comfort. The soft buzzing of its motors died and rose as it was driven home once more and this continued as she switched hands reaching back again with her right.