They were very snugfitting around my hips, with the belt-line being at "hipster" level."No, no, no," Gloria shrieked, "that won't do at all. Ladies wo...ry aboutshowing a panty-line; but your boxers are a positive disgrace; they bulgeout all over the place. They simply will not do with those trousers! Getthem off and try these." She passed me a simple white thong. "I know it'sa girl's garment," said Gloria, "but I know from experience it is wideenough in the crotch to hold you securely in place. Whenever possible, I let her see my erect penis or sometimes I brushed my penis on her ass and squeezed her boobs or she will feel my penis by inserting hands through the bottom of my shorts. She jerked me off whenever possible. And very rarely she let me to enter her pussy and push inside a few times (we always did this standing with her lungi pulled up and my shorts down to the knee, later I masturbated thinking about it). When I was half way through the 12th standard, she left work because. I guess finding out that Dr. Lucy was an old high school friend helped to humanize her enough that I temporarily gained a small amount of extra Libido Control.She even got out the old rubber glove and the lubricant, and, asking me to lie on my side facing away, I got the dreaded finger-up-the-ass treatment -- just as I had earlier anticipated. If anyone had told me, back in high school, that Lucy Kendricks was someday going to stick a finger way up my ass, I'd have thought they were smoking. It was another one of Trish’s Rules — say “When” when it’s time, and she’ll mouth-accommodate you. Not that Froggy and I have any say in the writing of, nor the enforcement thereof, The Rules.And sometimes you don’t even know a Rule is a Rule until Trish Rules it. One day, after school, eons ago, she unveiled a new look, southern region-wise.Froggy and I ... gaped, I believe is the proper descriptive. When Trish first introduced Doctor’s Office, none of the principle players had what can be.