Chelsey watched the transition in the nurse’s expression with fascination. What she now saw in the windows to the young blonde’s soul was not the ...riginal professional concentration on a task; it wasn’t the nervous, stressed-out grimace of a caregiver fumbling a routine assignment, it was something entirely unprofessional; lust. Chelsey had been exclusively with Elle for over a year now but the ability to recognize desire in another woman’s expression, perfected in her club hopping days, was as. "No, Sweetie, A guys 'pee-pee' is like a hot dog or sausage while a girls 'pee-pee' is like a hole or cave" I replied"Can I see your 'pee-pee' Chelsea?!" he asked"No! I can't" I said"Please? Please? Please?!" He asked."You saw mine!" He said"I can't" I Said."Please!" He pleadedSoon the tingle in my pussy started and the pleasure was starting to overcome my morals"Fine, But YOU CAN NOT TELL YOUR MOM! GOT IT?!" I Said sternlyHe smiled and his face turned a thousand times brighter So I unbuttoned. ‘Why don’t you talk to her?’ I said to Mike, extending the phone to the woman. She wouldn’t take it, shaking her head and smiling, a rose color replaced the brown in her cheeks. We were passing Justice, the side street where my cottage was located. ‘Hold on,’ Mike said, ‘I’m going to shut down the engine.’ I laid the phone on the seat, face down. Custer was coming up on the right. I relayed that information to the woman, telling her that my buddy was on his boat, waiting for me. We were going. "Don't you think that I've seen you prancing around that school? I had a boy in your class.Erica looked at him sharply. And then she remembered where she had seen him before. The big, red face. The yellow teeth. The hard muscles bulging out beneath the dirty shirt."Oh my God!" "So now you remember," he laughed. "I thought you would." She remembered all right. It was about six years ago since she had last seen him. The year she had first started teaching. She wondered how she could have ever.