Her "search" was thorough. She patted me down from head to toe - deliberately skipping my crotch-area."You sure you're not carrying anything I need to...be concerned about, Mr. Clayton?" she asked, staring at the bulge in my pants."Absolutely certain, Officer..." I assured again.I almost lost it when she firmly placed her palm against my member and began to slowly rub me up and down. I bit my lower-lip and tried to maintain myself."So what's THIS, Mr. Clayton!? Hmmmm...?"I couldn't respond."Last. "He has a son, Joey Kurtz who is likely also in hiding as well. Wereceived word of a Joey Palmer attending the school you are attending.Perhaps a coincidence, perhaps not-we need you to check to be sure." MrX handed her a picture of Joey KurtzMorton intervened at this point. "We suspect that he might be involvedwith his dad's criminal activity but we can't know for sure." He thenpointed a finger to Chloe. "You are to find him and figure that out.Hence why I will be joining up with you, for once. Then Kathy said, "Here we are, a Divorcee, and a widower, sounds like a perfect match to me," and put her hand on my knee. I smiled at her, grabbed her hand, and put it on my raging hard-on. Kathy gasped at how hard it was, and broke character. Kathy then said "Oh my, maybe I need to take a break from practicing!" as she began to stroke my cock slowly.It was now clear that she wanted my cock. That was not exactly the same thing as wanting to fuck, but close enough. I desperately wanted to. Appearing concerned, Charlotte approached nurse and patient and helped to support her as Gwen guided Jane to the bottom of the four-foot high examination table. Isabella, for all she wanted to cry out and warn her offspring of what awaited her, simply sat and watched, just offering a smile as Jane looked in her direction."Let's just pop you on the table." Charlotte said as Gwen adjusted the top that was split in three, the bottom part dropped and the top third was tilted at forty-five degrees.